it is the nature of the world, and the nature of human existence, to concern oneself with only that which necessarily concerns oneself; to gravitate towards that which screams out for attention, which directly relates, and which is universal, or near universal enough for the mass population of humanity to care.
call me faggot. you may think that i am strange--queer, you may think that i am wrong, that i am right, that i am gay, straight, happy, sad, cool, aloof, angry, distant, apathetic, desirable, repulsive. but that does not matter. but all that matters, is that you think of me. //none of that really matters--all that matters, is that you think of me,
art is subjective display art is subjective hand out pairs of optical glasses that are modified for each wearer
almost every famous image pasted onto each other transparency 1%
if art mirrors life and life mirrors art, the only mode of art production and vitality is to live holistically, with art necessarily as the product, and to live a life enriched by art. an endless cycle in which art becomes necessity.
"i feel like if you go way back, someone in your ancestry was a peasant farmer"