it seems so simple. I love the wittiness of it.
like a child would make it.
In fact a child would - but in most cases we would
tell them it's not ok.
Last weekend when Leeloo and I went to the artLA
show,(where we brushed car doors with Dennis Hopper) (TMI)
she was looking at all this art work. And it was
an interest to me to see what she found interesting, more
than what I would find interesting. When "work" comes
back to the simplicity like that of a child, it seems so obvious.
And yet we/I can drift away from that space.
What I see is someone not afraid of pursing an idea, a thought, a
playful gesture. I get them all the time, some I act on, some I dont.
And when people go to school they are considered professionals
of this arena because they studied how to think in this way - or
elaborate it.
When we went to LACMA before Xmas. I was walking through the museum
and was wondering who put this stuff in here. This stuff being art. It was
beautiful objects, paintings or what have you. And it was appointed by some
higher ups to give it a greater value than other work made. Possibly.
I find there are so many beautiful things made, by people that are not professional
artist. That dont' just create paintings and sculptures. They are the ones
unseen, creating a life of love. Creating love in the little moments creates magick.
In the spaces in between.
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