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accidental art

the best art is accidental art, art that is not meant to be art at all. I sometimes look at subway walls or a random pile of tires in the snow. The reason I do not make abstract art or conceptual is I am not talented enough to compete with accidents, life or god. This is why must abstract art looks forced and weak. I have seen better puke stains on east village sidewalks than I have from the abstract depressionists. They make me sick.

goldfish

relationships sometimes take on the feeling of swimming around in a plastic bag.

vision of the day

Out of my train window I saw kids in the projects building a snowman. It was a nice vision, a fleeting one. I often think about the ten million things you see in your life that pass by hardly noticed and forgotten an hour later. The memory often requires extreme pain or joy to remember an event or at least to put the old yellow hi-liter on it. Everything else falls to the ground like a snowflake, lost among a million other visions or thoughts...train blog

words of the day

there is nothing sadder nor a thing more dangerous than a man who doesnt know himself.

gardega said that

snow

I never get bored of the snow. I am like a kid when it snows. The only good thing about winter is the snow. I like central park in the snow. All humans should walk through the snow in winter in central park at least once. Snow creates a space in the mind not unlike the act of creating art. it takes you out of the grind a bit and into a wondereland of the soul. Unless you are racing a deadline and then painting is going poorly then painting is a worse hell than a root canal. My saint mural is delivered next friday. Will photograph it! That was a brutal piece that dragged on forever.

look vs seeing

there is a huge difference between looking and seeing. You can look without seeing but the reverse is not true. Seeing is really knowing what is in front of you. Looking is merely mentally acknowledging what is in front of you. An artist must see, not look. Seeing is the visual equivalent of smelling the roses. I prefer seeing the roses.