Never underestimate the amount of resentment and hostility I harbor towards artists. It definitely springs largely from envy. They can behave quite badly indeed, but I behave terribly. While they operate with a kind of freedom and courage, I operate not on a kind of desperation and fear, but DESPERATION and FEAR. I’m terrified that I will be failure and die without a New York Times review.
It really doesn’t matter how much I toil away in studio or how much money I pour into my art, but it is my freedom to say “I AM the greatest artist in the world,” if I may say so, which really doesn’t require a court decision.
Never underestimate the amount of resentment and hostility we harbor toward artists. It springs largely from envy. They can behave quite badly, but mainly they operate with a kind of freedom and courage that other people don’t risk or enjoy. And it can lead to wondrous things.
In the end it doesn’t matter how many people toil on a work of art, or how much money is spent on it. The artist’s freedom includes the right to say, “This is not a work of art unless I say so.”