Identity is theft of the self

Identity is theft of the self

Whoever says artists can't deal with corporate pressures because they have frail minds, is missing out on the potential the read more

Whoever says artists can't deal with corporate pressures because they have frail minds, is missing out on the potential the artistic mind has to boost company morale and increase productivity. Most artists would just as soon quit once they become conscious of their exploitation and that is a sign of strength not weakness.

An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.

An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.

Give me a museum and I'll fill it.

Give me a museum and I'll fill it.

I believe in Michelangelo, Velasquez, and Rembrandt; in the might
of design, the mystery of color, the redemption of read more

I believe in Michelangelo, Velasquez, and Rembrandt; in the might
of design, the mystery of color, the redemption of all things by
Beauty everlasting, and the message of Art that has made these
hands blessed. Amen. Amen.

I've been relying very heavily on my instincts as of late, and my songwriting has come to depend on my read more

I've been relying very heavily on my instincts as of late, and my songwriting has come to depend on my ability to surrender to the inspiration whenever it strikes. When I clear my mind and let the music take over, my hands seem to move on their own, and my voice utters words I haven't premeditated. This is pure instinct. It's like riding a wave. You just take a deep breath, hop on, and hang on as long as you can. That's basically how I songwrite when I'm composing impromptu pieces. It's a lot like channeling. Or free associating. And it's super fun, because anything can happen! It's pure creativity.

All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.

What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who has only his eyes if he is a painter, or read more

What do you think an artist is? An imbecile who has only his eyes if he is a painter, or his ears if he is a musician, or a lyre at every level of his heart if he is a poet, or, if he is merely a boxer, only his muscle? On the contrary, he is at the same time a political being, constantly alert to the heartrending, burning, or happy events in the world, molding himself in their likeness.