It’s been thirty years since I read this book, and (as I listen to the audiobook) I remember so much…
It’s been thirty years since I read this book, and (as I listen to the audiobook) I remember so much…
2) While you’re sitting in your cave with shit-stained fingers complaining about your lack of ability to compete in a market where people are thriving, you have forgotten the most important thing about art. What is that, Pinocchio? What is the most importantly thing about art? THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER.
You have no respect for the eye of the beholder, which means you will never have the respect of the eye of the beholder. You are not destined to beer one of us because you cannot adapt to tools and manifest your vision in a competitive space, like the good little cog in art history which you ARE NOT.
To be an artist, you need skills. Skills you do not have. No one stole from you. You just don’t have what it takes.
2) While you’re sitting in your cave with shit-stained fingers complaining about your lack of ability to compete in a market where people are thriving, you have forgotten the most important thing about art. What is that, Pinocchio? What is the most important thing about art? THE EYE OF THE BEHOLDER.
You have no respect for the eye of the beholder, which means you will never GET the respect of the eye of the beholder. You are not destined to be one of us because you cannot adapt to tools and manifest your vision THROUGH THE TOOL in a competitive space, like the good little cog in art history which you ARE NOT. What part of Art History are you building besides your stance as the ant-like, sweaty irritant at the edges complaining that no one seeks you out?
Go find someone else’s joy to shit on, you talentless hack.