Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Friday, December 6, 2013
They told her that there was a pattern to everything. It might not seem obvious right now, but there was. She would find out. It was part of growing up.
It wasn’t what she wanted to hear, that same old banality that everyone repeated. She didn’t want to be told that there was a pattern to everything. She wanted to know how to design a life that would stand out from the common pattern.
The problem was, if anyone did have this wisdom to dispense and she followed it, she would find herself enmeshed right back into the human fabric, a part of yet another pattern.
Monday, December 2, 2013
Someone I know said that 'should' and 'must' are self-limiting words, especially for artists. There is no 'you should make art', no 'you must work hard'. If you have to force yourself, it is completely pointless, he said, being inspired to do art is more to the point.
Which, from one angle, is true, but then again if you wait around to be inspired and inspiration strikes you once in a blue moon, you won't be producing much or any art, would you?