the only place an artist really exists (and can forever) is in the imagination of other people.

you exist there the way they want you to.

of course, other people never want exactly what you want, and see things the way they do. (though secretly i wish for someone to see me exactly as i am.)

One response to “the only place”

  1. This is so true. We just watched a 6 hour interview on YouTube and the older gentleman (a remote viewer who has retired from government work), pretty much said the same thing. But you ‘got it’ much earlier in life!

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