udatearino -aroosky

hmm as of late

learned to play to new song on pinano. :) very proud of this one
finished book
made beautiful print

yes sir, and sirs, and ma'ams i have been productive this week.
yes i finished "art/fear" and it as magnificent. chills, i got chills upon reading the last sentance. i would reccomend that anyone who is the business of making things...paintings films music what have you....READ THIS FREAKING BOOK it was truly inspirational. A passage from the last chapter that i loved:

"In a healthy artistic environment, that enerygy is dierted inward to fulfillone's own potential. I a healthy artistic environment, artists are not in competition with each other. Unfortunately, healthy artistic environments are about as common as unicorns, and its been a tough century for modesty, craftsmanship and tenderness....

...Having come this far, its tempting to try to ring this idea to clusure by resolving all those leads into a single claer, concise, fundamental, finely honed answer. Tempting, but futile. Answers are reassurin, but when youre onto somehtng really useful, it will probably take the form of a question....

...This sense of interior stability is consistent with one widely observable truth: tge arc to any individual life is uniform over long periods of time. Subjects that draw us in will contnue to draw us in. Patterns we respond to we will continue to respond to. We are compelled by forces that, like the ocean current, are so subtle and pervasive we take them utterly fro granted. Those odd moments when we notice the sea we swim in leave us as surprised as teh discovery by Moliere's character that he was speaking prose, that indeed he had always spoken prose."

basically this book was just extremely amazing. It prompted me to write a thing or two of my own.

It may seem that the capital we posess as artists is of little value, easy to understand, easy to obtain. But the really valuable things we kow are apparent becuase the truth is, there is a collection of intangible knowledge, and encyclopedia of a few secret that we art makers like to keep to ousevles. We dont feel the need to exploit and boast our understanding of the world, but simply display it for the mere pleasure of those who doubt us. Never complaining, never tiring, always changing, learning. The meat of our meals is eaten in secret. Late at night, in a dorm room, pouring over guaches, pouring over a monologue, a chord progression. Early morning, alone, shaking to remain awake, not sure anymore if you cant sleep or are just up early. Pleading with your body to let it sleep, enjoying being gawked at. Yeah, were classy like that.

j