Wednesday, August 22, 2007
The F Word
F is for Failure.
Failure with a capital F is about work, career.
In this city, I get in touch with my feelings of being a Failure. It’s in my face.
Love life, inner growth, physical well-being are trumped by Failure.
From a Buddhist perspective, faced with Failure, I have an opportunity to surrender. Give in. Give up. There is in fact no success. If I can do this, horizons open, barriers fall, and happiness is possible.
I would love to.
A start would be making art for art’s sake. But, I honestly don’t know if I can do it. I get excited. I’m ambitious. And I still believe art is a public act.
Any tips on making stuff just to make?