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Thursday, September 24, 2015

we all have our ideals.

Art that I can live with—now that’s a challenge. There’s no shortage of affordable, decorative and eye-catching art circulating out there. Though, when it comes to making a purchase and supporting a working artist, I want to own art I will continue to look at and appreciate for years to come—art I will never tire of. I want art that is timeless, that never becomes outdated, because at its core it exists as part of the human experience.

My preference for art isn’t about whether it matches my walls or my furniture, but instead my inclinations come from an emotional place—how the art makes me feel. I don’t want a pretty picture to look at. I want art that is charged with character and soul, and is engaging to the psyche.  

As a writer, I want to attract an audience who sees and admires my writing in a similar way. I want my work to be the kind of art that endures. I also want my writing to be filled with such rich meaning that it can be revisited and contemplated, and appeal to various readers from different backgrounds.

And just as I can be content in a home with blank wall space (because I haven’t quite found the art that fits), I am also a patient writer who knows that staring at blank pages requires dedication and the wherewithal to create worthy material.

The most compelling art, for me, has layers tied up with stories and history. To think that some art is made purely for aesthetic or entertainment value—which has nothing to do with developing “taste” or providing a cultural contribution, and everything to do with making money—makes me wonder what these artifacts will suggest to future civilizations.

The literary world isn’t much different than the art world, selling flashy book jackets and indulgent content—the under-achieving stepchild of modern art. Writers are too quick to get published, worried that if they don’t act now they won’t get another opportunity. This impatience leads to writing that lacks heart, depth, and maturity of craft.

Call me a snob, but for some it’s easier to subscribe to the mainstream. God-forbid we expect something more and be disappointed, or even feel ignorant in our understanding. Society accommodates this ignorance. But for those of us who want to be challenged, to expand our minds—we must really do the leg work and search.

This carries over to other areas, too—the degradation of the film and music industries. There will never be another Charlie Parker or John Coltrane, but there are and will be others with the same spirit to create ground-breaking art.

Just as you’ll never find me writing in a particular genre, it’s just not in my nature to be a consumer who’s sold on trendy art.


“My music is the spiritual expression of what I am – my faith, my knowledge, my being … When you begin to see the possibilities of music, you desire to do something really good for people, to help humanity free itself from its hangups … I want to speak to their souls.” –John Coltrane

“When I first heard music, I thought it should be very clean, very precise. Something that people could understand, something that was beautiful.” –Charlie Parker