#bohemian

I was not a collective person or a bohemian; I was an elitist. ↗

— Elia Kazan

#collective #elitist #i #person

As a kid I quite fancied the romantic, Bohemian idea of being an artist. I expect I thought I could escape from the difficulties of maths and spelling. Maybe I thought I would avoid the judgement of the establishment. ↗

— Peter Wright

#avoid #being #bohemian #could #difficulties

I realised the bohemian life was not for me. I would look around at my friends, living like starving artists, and wonder, 'Where's the art?' They weren't doing anything. And there was so much interesting stuff to do, so much fun to be had... maybe I could even quit renting. ↗

— P. J. O'Rourke

#around #art #artists #bohemian #could

Long hair is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket. ↗

— Marge Piercy

#blanket #bohemian #cloak #considered #fan

It was my mom and I against the world. We lived in New York in this bohemian lifestyle where an extended group of artists and photographers were like my aunts and uncles. ↗

— Brooke Shields

#artists #aunts #bohemian #extended #group

Art is a barren route, of which glory is the oasis. ↗

— Henri Murger

#medici-the-jew #art

She did not know where her home was anymore, and this idea didn’t frighten her like it should. - Bohemian Grove ↗

— T.M. Williams

#change #empowering #fear #home #change

But an artist, he realized. Or rather so-called artist. Bohemian. That's closer to it. The artistic life without the talent. ↗

— Philip K. Dick

#artist #artistic #bohemian #bohemianism #art

I dreamt that I took William Burrough’s penis and tied it up with piano wire. I hung him like a Chagall painting…In the next part J.G. Ballard swam through streets of female urine. The girls read his book Crash and then mowed him down with their Volkswagen, crushing his chest slowly against a brick wall. As he screamed in agony larger than representation can accommodate, they referred to his text and had orgasms. Later, they jumped up and down yelling, ‘You’re not a hero. You’re not a hero. You’re not. You’re not. You’re not.’ “ “How do you analyze that part of the dream, Anna?” …”I guess I’m nervous about my birthday. ↗

— Sarah Schulman

#dreams #j-g-ballard #psychoanalysis #sexism #william-burroughs

I believe in looseness. ↗

— Willie Nelson

#freedom #freedom