I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time.
Maybe because it's entirely an artist's eye, patience and skill that makes an image and not his tools.
Only by examining our personal biases can we truly grow as artists; only by cultivating empathy can we truly grow as people.
An artist is a dreamer consenting to dream of the actual world.
There's no correlation between creativity and equipment ownership. None. Zilch. Nada. Actually, as the artist gets more into his thing, and as he gets more successful, his number of tools tends to go down. He knows what works for him. Expending mental energy on stuff wastes time.
I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.
An authentic work of art must start an argument between the artist and his audience.
This is so cool," I said loudly as Dad walked away. "Have you met the tattoo artist? Is he hot?" "He's a she," Mom said. "Is she hot? Cause I'm still young, you know. My sexual identity isnt fully formed." "Your father can't hear you anymore, Maya." Mom sighed.
The artist must create a spark before he can make a fire and before art is born, the artist must be ready to be consumed by the fire of his own creation.
Artists exist to show us the world. So do windows.