Friday, February 01, 2008

The New Year (stones from Agate Beach, Patrick's Point)

An Ode to Art God:
This is a solidified spirit behind a post Dadaist way of living/creating. It is a vulnerability to the creative, fearless, celebratory nature of life. It dances, confounds, inspires, is an insomniac, can be debaucherous or hyper focussed. It writes late night emails. It is very honest. It is very generous and dynamic and magnetic. It allows for criticism and questioning, but also can say fuck this shit. It picks its nose and farts. It can have smart, esoteric conversation. It writes in a journal. It eats snacks late at night, goes on long walks, smokes cigarettes. It is not afraid of love. It is not afraid of lonesomeness. It is ready to alienate itself for the purpose of meaningful authenticity. It values complexity as much as it values clarification. It explores. It does not self edit. It can be enthralled by nuance. It can be animalistic. It is never shameful. It is a master of observing and synthesizing. It has no mantra.
Art God is not a god you pray to, or a god to be described as benevolent or malevolent. It is a god you can channel. You can speak in tongues, be filled with the spirit, be an intermediary, be a saint.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

hello there thanks for your grat post, as usual ((o: