December 2011
2 posts
September 2011
1 post
August 2011
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July 2011
5 posts
Where most artists blow it is by making art that looks too much like art. Is there anything more boring? God help you if you’re working in a traditional medium. I don’t see how it can be done.
Roughly eight out of ten times, the one thing that I know is that I don’t know what the hell it is that I’m doing. It’s all trial and error, a struggle. Of the remaining two times, I believe that I know but I’m flat wrong on one, and I actually do know yet I’ll blow it on the other. Once in awhile though, I nail it. Success is a numbers game. More attempts yield more...
Most everything we do, most of our lives, is woefully misdirected. On your deathbed, looking back, what will you cherish? The long hours at work? The stuff you bought? Will you regret not having made more art? Or made better art? Or seen more art? No. Hours clocked, belongings, even art, they’re stand-ins.
At the end of the day, the only thing that matters deeply, the genuinely significant...
June 2011
6 posts
No matter what, you are a legitimate artist. It is not necessary to produce salable objects. Unless, perhaps, you feel a need to prove yourself. Should you carry that cross, art-making becomes radically more complicated. Don’t buy into that hustle. It will stymie your clearest expression. It’s an obstacle that you don’t want. You are a legitimate artist.
The substantive idea is the art. Objects will let you down. Thoughts, feelings, actions, the moment, they’re ephemeral and visceral at once. That’s what art is, just as that’s what life is. And they’re really one and the same. That our art affects those who experience it, that our existence affects those who experience it, that’s all anyone can hope for. In art, as in...
