You're Jackson Pollock, and you don't paint! It's a tragedy, and I can't stand it!
the artist isn't the human
actually the artist has no right
the artist is only direction
the artist is only the ray of light
L'artiste doit avoir faim.
Perhaps it really is the fate of artists to be struck by such inspiration.
I treated him. He was a complicated patient. He saw reality too clearly. Faulty denial mechanism, failed to block out the horrible truths of existence. In the end, his inability to push away the awful facts of "being-in-the-world" rendered his life meaningless, or as one great Hollywood producer said: "Too much reality is not what the people want". Sandy Bates suffered a depression common to many artists in middle age. In my latest paper for the Psychoanalytic Journal, I have named it, "Ozymandias Melancholia".
interviewer: How do you know when you're finished with a painting?
Jackson Pollock: How do you know when you're finished making love?
There are painters who transform the sun to a yellow spot, but there are others who with the help of their art and their intelligence, transform a yellow spot into the sun.
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