The Patron of Art - The Maecenas - and the Idea of Freedom

My dear friends, life is getting to my nerves.
Literally.
After I trapped one of them in my back between two intervertebral discs, I had some days off, reading and wincing and not very happy. All the while I could not work and time and money where running out. :-(

And while I read, some phantastic, some SciFi and a little bit of medieval I begann questioning myself - is there some of the tradition still alive, when rich and influential people took patronage of artists? So I scanned the great wide opens of the internet and found lots of statements that there are still maecenas and they still do the patronage thing for artist, museums and artschools.

But how do they find each other?

I really thought about it and find it hard to imagine how life would be if you had not all day long the struggle of shear surviving. When you could make "your true art" without spending a thought on "will it sell?", "will I be able to pay my bills?"..

But what about freedom? Is the sponsored artist still free or more the pet of his maecenas?

What do you think?

All I want to do ist "Art". It builds up inside of me and then it breaks through - but sleeping peacefully for the first time in years, knowing, there is no struggling of survival, knowing, there ist pure creative energy flowing rough you waiting to take shape...wouldn´t that be alluring?

Found this very interesting Artikel: Patronage and the Status of the Artist

I love to flamework to this kind of music....

Oh my, I was lost and deeply in love when the first soft and vibrant melodies of a Hang reached my ear some years ago. Nothing soothes my stormy wild heart more than sitting on the bank of a little lake, swimming in the hypnotic tunes of one, two or even tree hangs at the same time while the drums are playind wildly and extatic on the other side of the lake, as I did last year in Taucha at the Ancient Trance Festival

Its still really cold outside my workshop and snow and ice everywhere. So I take this sentimental summerfeeling into my home and heart and listen to Sunny Hang while I flamework hummingbirds and butterflies and dream of warmth and light and my feet paddling in cool water. Enjoy your day in love and peace. :-)