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There Is No Such Thing As Fantasy Unrelated To Reality

Most Children - I Know I Did When I Was A Kid - Fantasize Another Set Of Parents. Or Fantasize No Parents. They Don't Tell Their Real Parents About That - You Don't Want To Tell Mom And Dad. Kids Lead A Very Private Life. And I Was A Typical Child, I Think. I Was A Liar.

Art Has Always Been My Salvation. And My Gods Are Herman Melville, Emily Dickinson, Mozart. I Believe In Them With All My Heart. And When Mozart Is Playing In My Room, I Am In Conjunction With Something I Can’t Explain — I Don’t Need To. I Know That If There’s A Purpose For Life, It Was For Me To Hear Mozart. Or If I Walk In The Woods And I See An Animal, The Purpose Of My Life Was To See That Animal. I Can Recollect It, I Can Notice It. I’m Here To Take Note Of. And That Is Beyond My Ego, Beyond Anything That Belongs To Me, An Observer, An Observer.

One Of The Few Graces Of Getting Old - And God Knows There Are Few Graces - Is That If You've Worked Hard And Kept Your Nose To The Grindstone, Something Happens: The Body Gets Old But The Creative Mechanism Is Refreshed, Smoothed And Oiled And Honed. That Is The Grace. That Is What's Happening To Me.

As An Aspiring Artist, You Should Strive For Originality Of Vision. Have Something To Say And A Fresh Way Of Saying It. No Story Is Worth The Writing, No Picture Worth The Making, If It’s Not The Work Of The Imagination.