Brush Pen - Day 4
Turned off the computer and closed the journal for the weekend. I needed the break.
I spend far too much time hunkered over this flickering blue box. Need to live in meatspace more often.
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"I believe that what truly matters in the making of art is not what the final piece looks like or sounds like, not what it is worth or not worth but what newness gets added to the universe in the process of the piece itself becoming."
Excerpt from "The Artist's Creed" by Jan Phillips
Excerpt from "The Artist's Creed" by Jan Phillips
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1 comment:
Another nice short story. I can just hear the announcer. Brings back memories of sleeping over at Grandma and Grandpa Payne's place. He listened to baseball on radio at night and we'd here it as we settled down to sleep. Fond memories.
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