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around the artists topsy-turvy world...
what happens next is anybody's guess...
the bohemian spirit runs on spontaneous gas.
A Hungarian tourist at my easel and his wife taking a photo |
the road map is pictured in the mind...
capriciously like the wind blows but
This journey promises unexpected
experiences that forge maturity
on his/her creative struggle and
The welter of details have to be edited
the goal of achieving a satisfactory end.
A few might cut off their ears but still will
The struggle is rough and tumble like that
of a washing machine but the
absorption in the endeavor is
To a musician the search for the
magical tone is invaluable ; to the painter it may
be a color to dictate the mood
and to the writer, it may be the
appropriate word or phrase...
lest it's found the
search continues. As a mountain
climber scales his way up so
does the artist/musician/writer
moves in a dialectical upward
spiral.
The days of the modern bohemian is not as bad as
it was a couple of centuries ago. Nowadays, the
resources for subsistence are dismal.
So there are those who choose to have
The situation of consumption dependence
between the rich and the artists is
still pretty much the same. Symbiotic in nature.
and preserving culture without which
of anxiety and deprivation.
And peace and sanity would seem
that's all folks!
bonne nuit!
jt