Sometimes it seems that all I do in this world is fight for a right to take my place, or find a place to fit in…it just doesn’t seem to come natural to me, this art of fitting into the world.
And maybe that is what an artist is supposed to do…skew the fit, change the landscape, view the architecture of life differently! Maybe the “not fitting in” is part of the life an artist lives. The pain and the discomfort of always questioning yourself –is the creation of ‘the artist’…and when the questioning is over so then is the art.
I don’t know, but if the artist in me requires there to be discomfort then I say BRING IT ON! I am defining myself. It may have taken half a century to do it, but I am taking a stand! Today I define me, I say I AM an artist! As I live and breath it shall be the me I put forth into this world and it will be the defining mark I leave behind.