I have mixed emotions about Thomas Kinkade. I don't care for his art but apparently thousands enjoy the works of "the painter of light". I don't want to throw the words "sell out" around because I would not turn down money voluntarily given in exchange for my art. His painting skills are far superior to mine. I don't have the skills to make it as a "highlighter" with his studio/ factory.

I don't think of myself as some kind of elitist. People have the right to spend their money however they choose. I would question their taste but not out loud.

Viewing Kinkade's art makes my stomach a bit queasy but the above advertisement made me especially ill. I think it is the quote.

I don't begrudge Kinkade merchandising the heck out of his art. I would do the same thing but I would have to spend a lot of the fortune drowning out nagging feelings of doubt and some remorse at taking other people's money in exchange for treacle like Kinkade's art.

If I painted like Thomas Kinkade I would be afraid of people suddenly waking up and realizing that I was producing syrupy, sentimental crap and demand their money back. I could cope with returning the money but the anger would be too much to handle.

I don't paint like Thomas Kinkade so I should not worry about that.

I have weird anxieties.