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Sunday, March 30, 2003 Art is a Sham Had a nice day out to lunch with my Cousin and her husband. Lots of talk of our impending move, which triggered a very sudden and very acute anxiety attack. They are picking up in frequency and intensity now, and I fear that in the coming months they will only get worse. But now isn't the time to go into that... I feel the crushing urge to create. Like my creative energy is thrashing about my gut as if it were a long over-due child. Everything I look at has a glow, a magical intensity, that begs me to capture the moment some how. A dozen ideas for songs, poems, films spring into my head at once. All vying for the attention of my pen, lens, or tongue. I've had this feeling before, many times. It used to excite me as I thought it was a sign of an impending time of prolific production where my of my half-formed ideas would come to fruition. I now know that the feeling is as fleeting as a first kiss: wonderful bliss for the moments that it lasts, but quickly replaced by a longing for its return. I cannot escape the belief that art is futile. That no audience would hear my tales, no viewer would see my images. And why should I indulge myself? Sloth truly is a deadly sin, but one that isn't cast-off with the easy of confession and penance. posted by JMV | 3/30/2003 07:16:00 PM | |
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