“If you miss the train I’m on….”
I was reading Shakespeare today and thinking that he had a better grasp of art than many artists do now. His art points to something more; it captures you while directing your gaze on. That kind of beauty in art inspires, not just entertains.
Inspired. That’s what I want my life to be. Not just entertainment, not just a story, not just random acts that end up making me me – I want it to be prompted, stirred by something. I want my pockets to bulge because there is something inside to make them.
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