The history of modern art is also the history of the progressive loss of art’s audience. Art has increasingly become the concern of the artist and the bafflement of the public.
I think life is a balance of knowing when to look at the bigger picture and when to look at the smaller details.
Let your silence have value.
Let me be the first to call for more readings of “delirious” Bertolt Brecht (1898-1956). He grew up in a time when the literary marketplace was primarily shaped by the middle class’s insatiable appetite for magazines, books, and plays. He also stood at the beginning of a period in which the nation-state had the resources to appropriate writers, poets, and artists and could police their work and thought to unexampled lengths. Casualties in the first half of the twentieth century would include Isaac Babel in the USSR, Federico García Lorca in Spain, Bruno Schultz in Poland/Ukraine, and the Hollywood Ten in the US. Anticipating that turn, many writers, such as T.S. Eliot, Osip Mandelstam, and Vladimir Mayakovsky, explicitly codified their ideologies in essays and manifestos. Brecht’s pronouncements on “Epic Theater” are some of the most famous.
Pawel Kuczynski’s satirical art. Take a moment to look at these properly.
It’s not hard to decide what you want your life to be about. What’s hard, she said, is figuring out what you’re willing to give up in order to do the things you really care about.
Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way (via observando)
Silvia Pelissero is an Italian painter and illustrator best known as agnes-cecile. She was born in Rome in 1991, where she went in an art high school, focusing on her creative endeavors. She has continued as a self-taught artist, creating gorgeous, glowing watercolor portraits, outlined in white ink, her own signature style.
That’s the problem with life. You never get enough time to stare at your ceiling and try to figure out what’s going on.
Leila Sales, This Song Will Save Your Life (via observando)
What is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours—that is what you must be able to attain.
Every moment has infinite potential. Every new moment contains for you possibilities that you can’t possibly imagine. Every day is a blank page that you could fill with the most beautiful drawings.