Lee Siegel writes about the gulf between who Norman Rockwell was and what he made, and explains the artistic law of opposites: http://nyr.kr/17z30tY
“We usually associate people’s countertendencies with something negative, with bad faith or hypocrisy. But the law of opposites is too rich, too weird, too universal to be classified and dismissed as a character defect.”
Every day I wake up and think, “okay, this is the one. today you are done.” And then never am. When they tell us in class to put our practice towards something internal, I try. I think it works. “Ommm i am moving forward. I am letting go. I am getting some sense of direction and freedom. I release you.” And then I walk out 75 minutes later and then we’re back. No need to creep, just blasting full force out my crown, emblazoned on shut lids. Why open them when the little delusion let’s me run wild and happy? Probably why I never get anywhere… One day, this will fade. That’s the rationale. Right. Will I forget? Actually crave fulfillment? Or live in this little world, only to dwindle and waste. Holding onto sad little memories, glorified only so not to realize how pathetic it all is. Too late there.
My father, Claude Burgundy, was a natural born News Anchor, as was his father and his father before him.