is human contact necessary to make great art? i mean, can you stay alone in a room for years and still create something that will touch others? or would it be so abstract, so inside, that it would just sail over their heads?
and why is that important?
why should an artist care if others 'get it'? isn't the burden on the audience? is the intent what makes art great, or is it the interpreting of it?
does great art make a great person?
does creating art bring the artist closer to god? does it MAKE them god?
is the world as simple as a snow globe? can you shake and bring down the sky upon it? can you turn it upside down?
does love produce better art than hate? both are powerful, both are real. some may argue that hate lasts forever while love is a fleeting thing. i'm not one of those people. but i have been.
why does love always enter the equation? why is it so important? can't we just be fine without it? peaceful and content? and why is it always romantic love that is so difficult? so much more important?
why is walking into the light from the darkness so hard? why can't our eyes adjust more rapidly? are things better in shadow? is the unknown so much easier to love? and is that love? do we love the ghosts around us more than the people? do we treasure the pictures of them more? do we need to make art of them and frame them and place them on the wall?
do we need to sing of them? record them? play them for others?
i'm tired of that. i'm tired of art.
i'm not tired of love. not yet.
i hope i never am.
1 comment:
that's a powerful album! I want to hear it!
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