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At least I understood that writing was this: an impulse to share with other people a feeling or truth that I myself had. Not to preach to them, but to give it to them if they cared to hear it. ↗
Tortured Soul 101: The depth of despair one experiences during the creative process (as experienced say, in an abysmally blank page or canvas) is directly proportional to the scope and power of the work that emerges when it breaks. ↗
#creativity #writing #art
Art’s only concern with the real is to abolish it, and to substitute for it a new reality ↗
#creativity #reality #art
Since art is considered a noble field, art should be used to promote all that is good and noble, and in a noble fashion. ↗
Theatre has so many competitors, it's no longer enough to see and hear a play. You want to be able to touch and smell it too ↗
#actor #actress #immersive #interactive-theater #multisensory
Art was as much in the activity as in the results. Works of art were not just the finished product, but the thought, the action, the process that created them. ↗
#artistry #creativity #process #art
What constitutes a problem is not the thing, or the environment where we find the thing, but the conjunction of the two; something unexpected in a usual place (our favorite aunt in our favorite poker parlor) or something usual in an unexpected place (our favorite poker in our favorite aunt). I knew that my sampler was absolutely right in Elsie Norris's front room, but absolutely wrong in Mrs. Virtue's sewing class. Mrs. Virtue should either have had the imagination to commend me for my effort in context, or the farsightedness to realize there is a debate going on as to whether something has an absolute as well as a relative value; given that, she should have given me the benefit of the doubt. As it was, she got upset and blamed me for her headache. ↗
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... I find myself most drawn to: art that has arisen from a deeply personal conversation between the artist and the work at hand. It is art that walks perilously close to the Edge, that crosses the river of blood into Faerie, that flies so high it is scorched by the sun, and then returns to tell the tale to us. It is art that needed to be written, or painted, or sung, or woven, or otherwise shaped. It is art gifted by the Mystery to the maker...and then, in turn, gifted to us. ↗
