On the 18th of October, the image was from Alice Brickner, entitled "How Much is Enough?" and was quite a blunt depiction of how we can get caught up in the pursuit of more: in this case, more money.
Her illustration almost makes money look like it can be mined from underground, like mineral deposits in layers of rock. The painting shows a seemingly happy family walking along a path down a hill, and in front of them, nestled under the hill, is a bar graph, showing stacks of money increasing in size. The graph is blocking their path.
Comfort, by Brett C. Hoover, that examined different people's ideas of what it means to be comfortable. Many of those interviewed mentioned financial security, and most measured that differently.
As an artist and writer who keeps her current job more for the free time it allows than for the stellar wages, I have really started to examine the role money plays in my life. (Incidentally, reproducing Brickner's illustration in this blog even as a thumbnail would've cost at least $99, so my apologies for the mere link!) Does it block my path to happiness, as in Brickner's illustration? Does it dictate my level of comfort, as with the interviewees in Hoover's book? Should it be as important as I've made it?
|"The White Hand" by Nina Boyd|
|"Teatime" by Nina Boyd|
If I got a higher-paying job, I might not have this list of morning worries, but chances are I'd have no time for the things that really make me happy, and in the rush of realizing all of the stuff I could now afford, I might forget what those things are.
It's nice to know that the arts of illustration and writing can still make us think this deeply about something that we might otherwise never stop to consider.