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I just wanted to say, in response to your comments on what I said, that I understand your attraction to figuration. I also am very attracted to it. Sadly, these days it's pretty hard to get respect for figuration, unless it's something wildly different from the norm.
I'm pretty sure that's why people point you towards illustration, the amount of detail and suggestion of strong three-dimensionality is more well-accepted in illustration and in that world there is still room for it.
Aslo, what you said about the package - that's another thing most professional artists learn the hard way. Not all of us can be Gerhard Richter, and often to stay in the public eye an artist has to try and grab the audience with something all his own, and then repeat it until it's drummd into people's heads...that's the ignorant world we live in. Though I do respect artists who have their own unique style, the ones I respect the most are those that still surprise me from time to time, while still maintaining a sense of self.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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