Price of ART, once again

scents off senses

Standing on art markets is at the best of times a challenge, but this time, well let me tell you about it.
Scent of Seven Senses, is a beech wood sculpture made in 2012, and measure 39 x 29 x 7 cm.
It is very smooth even the wood is hard and finished with oil and wax.
This sculpture was used on the last art market as a bit of a try out to see how people value art.
People were asked what price they put on it after telling how long it took to make and that it came from a solid piece of wood.
All sort of interesting discussions came. It didn’t matter how long it took the artist to make it matters what people feel it is worth. Never saw this attitude elsewhere in the commercial market, but ok. People in shops etc usually don’t ask you what is it worth for you, so lets listen.
The prices people gave was and is well under the minimum wage.

holistic

It made me think. The work artists do has little to no value for people? Why is that attitude? How did it develop?
Over the last 21 years i have seen the art market changes and not for the benefit of the artists nor the customers.

A little stroll over the art market made me realise that most people there are not registered traders. It doesn’t mean they are not artists but they seem to sell for a different reason than making a living from it. Once you earn money with your trade you must register in The Netherlands, not when you do it voluntary (as a hobby).

The following article shows how this has been an ongoing problem for artists. You might use the online tools to put the fair price on your art, the fact stays that most people on the markets or in galleries will not pay it.
An alternative is seen on many art markets, the fast art, the faster you make it the cheaper you can sell it.
Yep, plenty of fast art around on the art market i attended, but wood can’t be easy made into fast art. DaBeArt has some small sculptures for a lower price, which we mainly sell on markets. It is an illusion that people will see the difference between the fast art and the slow art.

When talking to artists you see the frustrations we have and share. It seems to be a commercial artist you must leave your artistic expression behind and must adjust your skills to speed.
No more concessions from us artists in this case. The booked and paid art markets will be made into an entertainment for the artists not the passing public.
Here in The Netherlands they have a new name ‘verdien model’ the model for earning money. That model might no longer be art for DaBe

It made me think, will people be willing to pay for the Land Art Forest? ? ?

Perhaps give it an other name without art in the name? Perhaps not?
The aim of the Land Art Forest is to give something back to nature without a commercial aspect.
Still i need to eat and drink and also pay the rent and all the rest, is that too much to ask?

flow 9 it is all in your head

DaBeArt

 

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PRICE OF ART

I woke up with you in mind hearing your shouts, seeing your act art you said art

as i wait for the first bird song you wait for the first embarrassment

you have a name, you have a fame, you teach to earn

scream to act art you say

the thousand fine lines a question the embarrassment

PRICE OF ART DROPS

RAIN DROPS IN THE AIR

Looking further into some facts

the aim for the shame

searching for what is lost

inside a scream of silence a scream of taal

en nog eens taal

Vergeefse woorden zoeken naar menselijke mening, menselijke redenering

ik herinner, terwijl de vogel mij niet ziet

een vermenging van woordeloze Beelden

Verbeelding van menselijk gezag

het gezegde van een FLITZZZZ

onderweg van het weg zijn van de

PRICE OF ART BRIDGE

WALKING IN THE RAIN

roaring trucks, zooming first cars

into the silence faling raindrops, rolling of leaFs

circles

somebody else has been here, footprint from behind

shout for what is lost, what will be lost

only without the anger, leaving that embarrassment

a shout of silenced grieving, act silent walking, over a noisy track

should i act this sadden dance to get attention for loosing

perhaps it is the falling of failing

PRICE OF ART FINGERS

FINGERS

dat ik bewandel na de nacht

een druppel hier            een druppel daar

een gloeiende plaat, in ieder hoek

taal zeg je een vergeten woord van het niet willen weten

stilletjes nat worden voor het zien van dat kunstzinnige moment

kunst waar vind je dat, aan een hangende tak zonder bladeren

het niet weten voelt veilig aan

nee, laat maar     ik wil het voelen

achter de pijn van verliezen ligt de glorie van schoonheid

DIE komt zonder prijs

dansend over een bank, terwijl de bankrekening loopt leeg

genietend van een teer moment, regen valt niet leeg

PRICE OF ART SEED

SEED

treecreeper crawls away vertical movement

now

the rain truly falls

100 1000000

one hundred million

for a piece of skull

money of dead reminder of bulbs 1640

art for few collecting emptiness, no tax on art

10,000 times 10,000

art against reason a silent reminder of what i don’t want

is het een kunst om iets te maken waarvan iedereen zegt wat knap

of

PRICE OF ART CAMPER

CAMPER IN THE RAIN

is het een kunst om iets te maken wat jezelf niet echt snapt

een vergeten liedje van herman van veen met blijvende gedachte goed

walking back through the rain leaving art well behind

i sell what i create

artinisme off

dripping drops make no difference

i see your anger of lost words

leaf your act of desperation

its all a vague nothing on lendless paper

PRICE OF ART REGEN WEG

REGEN WEG

ik ga verder met mijn zin

zinloos dwalen tussen woorden van niets

lege druppels in jouw haar

warme bries in mijn gedachte

verder heeft het geen

ZIN

 

DABE ART