the art

There is nothing worst than an artist with nothing to say. With nothing to show you other than a desperate unrealized observation. Sometimes if they're lucky, those observations are semi-refreshing but passive.

I mean, art has to have an anxiety within it - not necessarily a misery (you don't need to be starving, but it helps), and not essentially a rant. It has to be a certain spirit of life; sometimes critical, sometimes amusing, and at times purely aesthetic. It must be so that it could only be created by you and you only. And it mustn't be easy.

I have no idea what I'm talking about. I will probably change my mind when I see a breathtaking piece by someone who had no idea what they were doing. And I will be as equally revolted by a grandiose artist's statement that's worth wrapping glasses with when I move next.

#I break a lot of wine glasses.