Artists…

Artists… just take the plunge. Not a soul can go with you, nor follow you: this is precisely why YOU are here.

The problems cannot be solved politically, the problems cannot be solved religiously, the problems cannot be solved militarily, the problems cannot be solved scientifically.

The problems cannot be solved with the same consciousness that created the the problems in the first place.

Stop. Calm. Rest.

You may only hope to confront the treachery of the problems, artistically. The opposite of entropy, is the creative act. The arts as a means to an end is a hogwash lie.

Any discipline claiming to have the order of consciousness understood can be dismissed. No conscious being can ever explain the consciousness that which manifested it into existence.

Do not bastardize the artistic action degrading it to the cessation of the senses; nor the self aggrandizement of the intellect.

I don’t believe in the subconscious or the unconscious; only the conscious. Art lives at the edge of conception; that which manifests in the psyche of the child, immediately.

There is so much talent; very little awareness and discipline.

So depressing.