Get a book and dive into it, whatever type of book it is. Really read the words, let them resonate in your skull. Contemplate what they mean, imagine yourself as the character.
They deserve the right to hold their heads high, own their work, and smile about their art without fearing judgment or mockery. Because that judgment and mockery is most likely coming from within themselves rather than anyone outside.
Dia has multiple floors to explore with some enormous rooms filled with soft, natural light while other rooms are darker to highlight their array of light installations.
If my commitment to my work makes me single and unapproachable, then I’ll remain single and unapproachable.
“The elders should have executed us…”
I’m chubby, have plenty of overriding stretchmarks, and probably haven’t shaved my pubes in over seven months. Who would really want to see any of this, anyways?
Talent is an accident of genes – and a responsibility.
Art is no longer something to remember. Art is something to forget, to flip through, to browse, to vacate the space, to let go.
People will always say your idea has been done before, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that you haven’t done it.
Show this to your shitty Uncle Glen.