8.10.2010

A Very Short Essay About Art

My brother told me once that all art is flawed. My brother’s a smart guy and he’s probably right. So why write one poem, much less a book, or devote your life to creating something that will be inherently flawed?

Why do anything that isn't practical?

Money comes and goes, just like people and love and dope. A great poem stands alone forever in books all over this mean old world to be read and criticized long after the poor bastard that wrote it is dead. Most poems are bad but that’s not the point, we need those too. Without them how would we know what is good? Art is about the process. It's taking the chance that you’re wrong, and sometimes being right against incredible odds.

2 comments:

  1. your brother's a smart guy?

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  2. oooh that's taunting.


    also fairly unlikely I said such a thing.

    that was the first interesting read here in about a month.
    HAH!

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