I want to make art and im a hypocrite.

i rarely write in here, just in my own journal, but i feel the need for a digital rant. ONWARD!

i want to make art. ugly art, pretty art, pointless art, whatever art. just art. with no directive, just want to float along like a tumbleweed snapping everything i see. i want to have a stack of film i don't develop for months so i have surprise when i develop it months later.

i want to live in a darkroom and make photos about nature vs man but i have to be man to develop photos in a darkroom with chemicals that make the process nature vs me. i say fuck the man! and i am the man! and we are all the man! and there is no way around it...so i would decide using deductive reasoning.

We hurt one thing to help another, what a cycle!

i am open to all interpretations of things so i'm a pretty approachable person to discuss ANY matter to, i can see all sides of almost everything.

but my latest rendezvous within the orlando art, eco and living with a purpose community have really made me think think think...in a good, inspirational way. i feel tha love!!

Reminders to self:

"Good art wounds as well as delights. It must, because our defenses against the truth are wound so tightly around us. But as art chips away at our defenses, it also opens us to healing potentialities that transcend intellectual games and ego-preserving strategies."~ Rollo May, 1985, My Quest for Beauty, p. 172

"People who comprehend a thing to its very depths rarely stay faithful to it forever. For they have brought its depths into the light of day: and in the depths there is always much that is unpleasant to see." from Nietzsche's Human, all too Human, s.489, R.J. Hollingdale transl.