Saturday, December 29, 2018

"Not for nothing, every once in a while art will hit you exactly when and how you need it. I make a living creatively; it is both my job and what I do, in the sense that it is a function of who I am. Throughout my entire life, I have worked under a sense that none of my art was really any good, that I was a fraud, a joke, that I lacked some essential human center, that everything I loved served as an indictment of everything I couldn’t do, that I would never be able to make good and meaningful work. I don’t know how or why, but, a day or so before the show, I found myself in the midst of what I can only describe as a spiritual epiphany—which was that those feelings didn’t matter. That spending time agonizing and feeling awful about myself was just another form of narcissism, that art doesn’t come from you, it comes through you, and that it was time I got out of my own way at long last. I suddenly understood that my feeling of worthlessness wasn’t humility; it was a dark perversion of ego, and I didn’t need it anymore. I abruptly and very much to my surprise felt myself delivered from that lifelong knot in my stomach. It might come back, but for now I will take the reprieve." https://www.newyorker.com/culture/personal-history/the-nick-cave-song-that-changed-my-life?mbid=social_facebook&utm_medium=social&utm_social-type=owned&utm_source=facebook&utm_brand=tny&fbclid=IwAR0ohNuYFMvIbWF1noH0MEUh4blQJnxnmX-fJCN06Mm0oiJF-BplLS1ijWI
unready collage by kirsi <3

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