on art, but also art itself
growing attached to our creations is sometimes the worst thing we can do to ourselves.
go, be free. there is so much left for you to conjure into being.
Sometimes you want to say things, and you’re missing an idea to make them with, and missing a word to make the idea with. In the beginning was the word. That’s how somebody tried to explain it once. Until something is named, it doesn’t exist.
“We tend to think of the artist’s work as the output. The real work of the artist is a way of being in the world.”