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My Artist Medium Selection Process (well sorta) by Bertrell Smith

3/26/2019

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Bertrell is a talented writer, painter, musician and filmmaker.  We asked him how he chooses what medium he works in when he feels a creative urge.
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Drawings, doodles, paintings posted get hearts and likes from a handful of true trusty pals then the crickets swarm gets swinging with their usual number. Paper receipts, napkins and envelopes all add to the clutter on top of my empty Dj casket/desk/coffee table. Clutter becomes organized trash. I curse at my forgotten unwashed paint brushes with their dried paints. Latex gloves both used and new lay around the place. Some inside out with oil paint sticks and pastels nearby. They provide a sense of frenzy to the quarters. Cool repurposed panels and canvas find a tired wall to lean on or hang on. An up-to-par verse to a rap song gets stored in old and new cell phone notes app. I bet it must get cold in there while waiting for a chance at getting recorded. My composition notebooks stack up next to older cell phones arranged near or around music gear or related items. Yesterday's video clips got dragged and dropped into named files. Ha, I laugh to myself because I realize there is little hope of a video editor having their way with them puppies. I try to organize them tho, just in case someone comes thru on the pro bono tip or I find a budget to work with.

I don’t clean up too much from any of these acts mind you. At times I feel like I lose intelligence with all this creating things. Yet I remain a happy hoarder of my own works for the most part. I Imagine I might gain better discipline and increase my coin collection if I was focused on marketing my artistic talents more so than creating them. This artist isn’t formally trained in any of the mediums that bully me into working with them. I just sorta keep things moving around me when I can. My only true job is to stay happy. This is how I think I choose what medium to work in when I’m creating, in short. Oh I’m artist in case I went over your head with my rambling.

Okay, for starters paid commissions have never, I repeat have never, come my way so the task of what to do artistically doesn’t have a bottom line of what pays the bills. It’s become a completely cathartic ritual of twiddling thumbs. A few weeks ago I got asked by a friend to write this piece for a monthly blog. So a Blog Post it is, Peggy! And now I am writing, but wait, please note, I seldom lift a creative muscle in my body from an outside request, much like a good DJ. It’s usually an internal self-driven process and is not so cut and dry as this. I’m mostly fueled by my personal study of light and sound on my journey into film making. Note I’ve always had a tough time finding steady work in film production so music production and visual arts have been my down-time besties. Okay, back to the process of medium selection. It sorta goes like this on a good day, well approximately: Mee nee my nee Mo. Laughing out loud. No, it’s not that simple but it’s not too far off.

A'ight, often I’m in between doing something that relates to a paying gig. Be it handyman help out with a property manager buddy to some carpentry or residential painting with a contractor pal. Add in helping a family member with something or other and I’m set.

All of the aforementioned activities may or may not happen before I can get a good blank stare in at Rachel on MSNBC or Wolf on CNN. Then out of nowhere the Medium Muse Dealer hits me up. This is how our conversation goes most of the time:

Picture"something about family and babies" By Bertrell Smith

Medium Muse Dealer:  
What’s up with it? 

Me:
Oh nothing much. What chu got up? 
What you smoking on? 
Medium Muse Dealer:
Oh I’m busy, you know me, I keep it turned up . 

The better question, my man, is what you got up? You working? 
Me:
Man, I’m always working. It’s a lifestyle. A movement. 

It’s what I am. I’m Work. You already know this. I wish you’d cut to the chase. 
Medium Muse Dealer:
You funny as shit, yo, I dunno. I heard you had some 
slapping beats wasting away in that laptop you keep in yo backpack. I think we need to get to mixing them bitches down. 
Me:
Me Slapping Beats? In my backpack? 

Mixing down? I’m not sure what you're talking about. 
Medium Muse Dealer:
You got too many jokes. 

Me:
Man, those bitches don’t love anymore. They just pretending. 

Medium Muse Dealer:
Stop it Dude... you're tripping. Put those Sony’s on and talk to your music part
 for a hour or two. You owe it to the world, bruh. Come on. If not two hours maybe a half hour, a good 45 minutes or sumthin. Come on kid, stop fronting. 
Me:
Naw, I’m cool. I got way too many channels to surf right now. 

Plus I got some lightweight depressing thoughts to muddle in. Maybe next week. Besides the crib is a mess. 
Medium Muse Dealer:
I know what you mean. Well, fuck it then. Go on and take a picture of that canvas panel piece by the bathroom and post it. Gotta keep checking your phone for those ten likes, yo. Lol.
Me:
Haaaaa. A'ight a'ight only for a couple hours, tho. 


Several hours later after I have swapped out bass lines, added drum fills, guitar variations, panned DJ scratches and cuts, and added reverb and echos to songs that by this point I’m literally sick of listening to. Then I stop to see that the piece of art I thought was all that has gotten three likes. Unmoved I send a text to Thugette, call Moms and try to get some sleep.

I awake and the process repeats with a different variation of actions. I get called and hustled by my Medium Muse Dealer about what creative endeavor they deem more urgent and I bargain my time down on the act and give in. Be it painting a picture, developing a story for a screenplay, or logging the points for edits on video footage. 


The Medium Muse Dealer basically owns me. Peggy, please send help 
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Here is a peek into Montez Price's Career Change Album
​that Bertrell is producing: 
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https://soundcloud.com/dem-blanson/the-works 

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