The Artist and the World

Riot Act (March 2007) and 8 by 8 inches

Just what is this reality that they keep going on about?

This broken world seems to be a dream.  We are born, we live and we die.  It’s the same for all of those we know and those we love. Is that reality?

The truth seems to be more complicated.  Some of us enter into a delirious and transcendent state.  Sometimes we inch our way into it. It’s a surprise when we actually end up there.

Sometimes we fight our way into it.  The paths are lined with casualties and sacrifices.  It’s a triumph when we actually end up there.

We live, looking out through a passionate veil of magic forces, of dream dust.

Will art ever ignite and explode, changing life forever, once and for all?

Am I a cartoon?  A phantom?  No, I’m yet another human being. I’m yet another true artist.

And this is yet another moment of my life.

Leap Year’s Day; February 29th, 2016

 

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