Man Locked In The Tears He Has Locked

Art, blessing or curse? For those spirits inevitably marked by this living wound, whose lives are subject to a certain type of devotion to things of feeling and thinking about feeling. Only those who live this way, and perhaps not even they, will know whether such a genre of existence is worthwhile. Because every love and every wound hurts more cruelly for them. And blood spills in verses and paintings, while raw matter, the earth, the walls, and the trees of their anxious and acute affliction, mock them everywhere. The artist's only purpose is to make art. And making art is organizing pain. Putting it into something. Cursing an object. The artist is a cursed one. A poor devil placed in this...View all