I used paint to be creative and I made my rock art about all the things I love about school.
I used paint to be creative and I made my rock art about all the things I love about school. And it wasnt very well. I was a little embarrassed about it. I was embarrassed about the whole thing. I was embarrassed about being a mess. I was embarrassed about being in the position of a college student, being a rock star, and being able to do all this stuff. I was embarrassed about being a celebrity, but thats another story. I was embarrassed about being a rock star, and I didnt want to be. I didnt want to be. I didnt want to be in that position.Ive never been one for painting. Ive never really been one for celebrity, but Ive always been curious to be an artist. Im always looking for new possibilities. Im always looking for something that will not be taken for a given. Im always looking for something that will be more than the sum of its parts. Ive always been fascinated by the contrast between the sum of its parts and the whole. Ive always been fascinated by the question of whether something can be art. Ive always been fascinated by the question of whether or not a person can be an artist. Ive always been fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a form of expression. Ive always been fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a performance.Ive always been fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a performance. Im always fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a work of art. Im always fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a performance. Im always fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a work of art. Im always fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a performance. Ive always been fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a performance. Ive always been fascinated by the question of whether or not an artwork can be a work of art.
I didnt do it to be subversive or to be an asshole, but to make an art that was not some form of self-expression but rather about the life Ive lived. I think that was the most important thing about it. I didnt do it to be a hero or a bohemian. I did it to be a fucking artist.
I used paint to be creative and I made my rock art about all the things I love about school. I thought of the work of artists such as David Hammons, Richard Hamilton, and Paul McCarthy, and the work of a number of other artists, among them John Baldessari and Charles Gaines. There was a sort of kid-show-style assemblage of found objects: an electric guitar, a black leather purse, a box of lip balms, a large vibrator, a stepladder, and a red-and-white-glitter-covered steel hand mirror. It was all quite clean and professional. But there was a spirit of hopelessness to the work: the work was a bit of a shell, and the materials were all-too-familiar. The hand mirror, for instance, was a plastic one, and the laptop was a battered, old-fashioned, Google-style Chromebook. The room was a sterile, black-lighted warehouse with a large, open window, which led to a little mini-skyscraper in the center. The windows were covered with a black cloth, and on the floor there were a number of metal plates. The work was pretty much there, and I liked it. The building looked like a warehouse, and the idea of a work of art was immediately negated by the presence of the work.As an installation, the work was probably over. It was a bit too slick, and maybe it was not quite as good as it could have been. But it was not as bad as it was easy to hate. And there was a joy to be found in that: there was no need to be put off by the work, which was nice. It was a good feeling. It gave a feeling of liberation and freedom, and a feeling of being able to leave the work, as if it had been made for you, and you could leave it there. You could see it from a distance. You could see the work from up close, and it looked good.
I can still do that, and I will continue to do it. But I cannot do it without the rules of the game.
It was also about making a living. I wanted to make a living, but it was also about art. In the end, though, I left painting behind. I was a musician, a poet, a thinker, and a lover. My friends still call me a genius.
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