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I think the hardest thing About being an artist Is all about inspiration. It doesn’t matter how determined Or desperate An artist is. She sits and she tries to come up With something worthwhile to say, Or to draw or to paint. But all she sees in her head Is a ticking clock, ***** snow, An oak tree, and a brick building. One of the issues Of the common artist Is as follows: Nothing she says or thinks is important, Or valued, Or necessary. She knows this. But yet something Pulls her to the keyboard or to the easel. She could apologize for pretending like She knows what or why or how to Say dreamboat words. But for now she’s content with Pretending like she knows What she’s doing. And right now everyone else Is content With playing along.
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Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 4:33 AM UTC
On Being an Artist
I think the hardest thing About being an artist Is all about inspiration. It doesn’t matter how determined Or desperate An artist is. She sits and she tries to come up With something worthwhile to say, Or to draw or to paint. But all she sees in her head Is a ticking clock, ***** snow, An oak tree, and a brick building. One of the issues Of the common artist Is as follows: Nothing she says or thinks is important, Or valued, Or necessary. She knows this. But yet something Pulls her to the keyboard or to the easel. She could apologize for pretending like She knows what or why or how to Say dreamboat words. But for now she’s content with Pretending like she knows What she’s doing. And right now everyone else Is content With playing along.
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Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 4:33 AM UTC
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