Don’t talk to me about art.
What do I know about art;
about pain, or loss, or frustration, or misery,
or any of the factors that affect it or are affected by it,
except that you have to keep at it
with the madness of a rabid dog.
Some of us need to generate art just to get by,
it’s an itch in our bones and we … Read More
Don’t talk to me about art.
What do I know about art;
about pain, or loss, or frustration, or misery,
or any of the factors that affect it or are affected by it,
except that you have to keep at it
with the madness of a rabid dog.
Some of us need to generate art just to get by,
it’s an itch in our bones and we do so little to earn it,
and then we call ourselves fancy things
like artists and innovators
while taking for granted that everyone else
is just… people…
but sometimes I think that maybe
just being a person is
nothing short of aspirational. Read Less
