the things that cascade through my mind
that i choose to think about but not tell
anybody.. these 'things' are probably what
filter in to future paintings..
like the unbalanced moral confusion that
is/was curtis's life;
also; the everyday standards which people
choose to set (or rather not) themselves.
there is a lot of 'bad' art, people seem to
struggle in this definition; and subsequently
level by celebration of 'poor/inadequate'
these people are ultimately as bad as what
poor & inferior qualities they set by association
of their tastes.
nothing good or artistically credible can come from
celebrating what we all recognise as just simple
utter shite, but still people i know do.. why?