More rare beauties
This Rare Beauty was passed on to me by my philosophical best friend Shug Aitken. He is a very good example of why your best friends should be smarter than you are, and why you should always listen carefully to them.
It's a poem by Dylan Thomas about why we take our work so serously, why the creative endeavour is so ridiculous compared to the struggle to find clean drinking water, why it's also more important than nearly everybody realises, and why it's nothing and nowhow never and whatsoever anything at all to do with a hobby or any kind of self realisation therapy.
From Deaths and Entrances by Dylan Thomas 1946
I've spent the time off when working at Art in Action on the sketchbook, thinking about how the puppets should be in the animation for Shelf Life.
I've had lots of discussions recently about how paradoxical this job is - to take a job so seriously when it is evidently so ridiculous. The only reason to do this job is because you believe the work demands it. Success is not a motivator for me. It's my job to ask interesting questions, it's up to other people to decide how successful the answers are. I'd imagine that success needs as much mental strength to deal with as it's opposite. If you are successful you are almost certain to be working for people who see what you do as an adornment to an already cluttered life, as a product or as an 'investment' to keep in an already over stuffed strong room. If you are not successful you have to pull off the rare and delicate trick of getting up each day and working as hard as you can because you think the work deserves it. It's simple for me though, drawing and painting are the things I care about most and that's why I do them every day. I'm blessed that I have the time to do this.