Sunday, August 29, 2010
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Letters to a Young Artist
I carry this book with me, everywhere I go.
A passage from Joan Jonas' letter:
"One must know when deciding to become an artist - it is an irresistible attraction - that there are no guarantees of success, rewards, recognition, etc. One chooses or is drawn to a life of producing works that have no practical use in a largely indifferent world. The way is not easy or comfortable. To be an artist you must love art - and you must respect and find a haven for yourself in your work... One should understand fear - fear of failure, fear of not getting this or that. Fear is a device to control us, to stop us in our tracks, to keep us from questioning the erosion of basic human rights. It is the tool of the oppressor. Fear can be a warning. Sometimes I go toward fear, and it is a veil. What are you afraid of?"
A passage from Joan Jonas' letter:
"One must know when deciding to become an artist - it is an irresistible attraction - that there are no guarantees of success, rewards, recognition, etc. One chooses or is drawn to a life of producing works that have no practical use in a largely indifferent world. The way is not easy or comfortable. To be an artist you must love art - and you must respect and find a haven for yourself in your work... One should understand fear - fear of failure, fear of not getting this or that. Fear is a device to control us, to stop us in our tracks, to keep us from questioning the erosion of basic human rights. It is the tool of the oppressor. Fear can be a warning. Sometimes I go toward fear, and it is a veil. What are you afraid of?"
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Ayako Ono Studio Visit
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Charles Bukowski
It's Ours
there is always that space there
just before they get to us
that space
that fine relaxer
the breather
while say
flopping on a bed
thinking of nothing
or say
pouring a glass of water from the
spigot
while entranced by
nothing
that
gentle pure
space
it's worth
centuries of
existence
say
just to scratch your neck
while looking out the window at
a bare branch
that space
there
before they get to us
ensures
that
when they do
they won't
get it all
ever.
there is always that space there
just before they get to us
that space
that fine relaxer
the breather
while say
flopping on a bed
thinking of nothing
or say
pouring a glass of water from the
spigot
while entranced by
nothing
that
gentle pure
space
it's worth
centuries of
existence
say
just to scratch your neck
while looking out the window at
a bare branch
that space
there
before they get to us
ensures
that
when they do
they won't
get it all
ever.
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