art
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at ps 20 I learned math and english, science and history, but not other things, like how to daydream by the open window. or how to make a song that leaves bare all things invisible. or why, when a new melody arrives, my human body feels almost too small to contain it. or why all my…
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I can be swamped by my feelings, like a kid wearing a t-shirt a few sizes too big. this is the way I feel when I make up songs, the way I felt making up this one.
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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…
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