A story about an artist’s complicated relationship with their audience in 55 words.
I don’t like you. I just find you entertaining.
People always paid her these back-handed insults. Thinking they were so subtle. And dramatic.
On reflection, she was the artist and others, always audience.
An artist makes the audience feel the inspiration. When the audience imitates the creation, they validate the artist.
The studio beckoned again.
The month of love is almost at end and I’ve managed to not even look at this blog. That characterises how I’ve been. I have been very busy doing things I’m generally known for (writing, performing, organising, scheduling, worrying) and spending nothing at all on things that I am. I never…
I think I can only experience romance when I feel happy. I can only play the games of flirting when playfulness is possible. I can only smile at the mirth of charm when I’m just looking for an excuse to smile anyway. That’s why love becomes a common destination for…
“I don’t like you. I just find you entertaining.”
Whoever said that probably didn’t deserve to be audience to your art. People usually make such statements to sound clever to their own ears. And ya, hope I haven’t come across as too opinionated for a first-time commenter 🙂
Whoa! I Like this one. I once said this