There was an ongoing project, and it had to do with how to free a human being, and the artists had their role. Earnest intentions to fulfil it raised certain questions. For one: was this a matter of showing the way to a new world, or revising old habits of seeing the one at hand?
Upon a time, a question.
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I’m curious. When you speak of artists, do you include yourself as a writer? When I’m talking about artists generically (as opposed to those earning a living through art), I tend to lump myself into the group. I often wonder if this is pretentious, aspirational or merely misguided.
I do, Jeff. I am glad you do, too. I think being an artist has more to do with orientation to the world and habits for being in it. I am interested in the lowercase idea of artist as a sort of creature. I like studying what they do and how they have thought. I never cease to be amazed at where they are hiding (and under what official professions). I guess because I need a lot of help : )
Oh how I struggle with this, Stacey ❤️. Great nudge for this human being.
Me too, Carolyn : ) xoxo
Doesn’t matter which in my humble opinion, any way to vision works for me. Thank you, Stacey!