Art Around Town
Why are you always leaving?
I miss you when you’re gone.
I just don’t like the thought of you, out here, unsupervised.
“What I had to say to you, moreover, would not take long, to wit: Practice any art, music, singing, dancing, acting, drawing, painting, sculpting, poetry, fiction, essays, reportage, no matter how well or badly, not to get money and fame, but to experience BECOMING, to find out what’s inside you, to MAKE YOUR SOUL GROW.”
Let’s start a dialogue.
One day your children will only eat garbage.