Wednesday, July 18, 2007
What I did over summer vacation
That’s it. I’m at the end of my rope.
I cannot absorb not one more review in ArtForum, The New York Times, The New Yorker, TimeOut, The Village Voice, Tema Celeste, Modern Painters, Flash Art, or any other publication.
I cannot prepare not one more application to an open call, to a residency, to a career-enhancement program.
I have no energy left to sit down at my computer to create not one more text-based video, to take out my camera, to pull out my notebook as my thinking pad, to simply lie on my back and let the work come.
I am officially taking a break.
The problem is, I don’t have the faith that breaks are finite. I don’t really believe that “real artists” take them. And, despite Rilke’s moving assertion that ideas must gestate, that the mind must lay fallow, if you will, I don’t trust it.
So, in this break, I’m taking a leap of faith. But, most of the time it just feels plain depressing.
I will continue with blog entries twice a week.