Don't turn back, don't look back, don't back down.
Art is something carried all the way to the end. The only point being to perfect it.
Since i got my legs under me I've noticed the continually expanding aesthetic horizon and felt the need to grab on somewhere if i could.
With security, i mean love and shelter and food, a little education, the human spirit opens - interests arise and we easily follow, as in the case of art... all the way to the end.
With a sense of wonder at our own capacities for growth/ expansion, we soon see that it is like a river with no end.
And ... I've got to say, you've got to keep a loose wig. Humor saves the day. When we can laugh then we can go on...
contact: pleasantstreetbooks@comcast.net