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No Bones About It he said.

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In the performance of one’s own work, the artist is given a glimpse from the Other Side and must be left free to choose all the components which seem to best interpret that rare instant.

Only the artist can be accountable for the expression of that creative moment in time.

Only the artist can be assumed to be sufficiently competent to make whatever choices would hopefully best portray that rare moment.

The words, the lilt, the carriage and yes, the costumery are among the many choices that must be left to the artist.

The antithesis of creativity is conformity.

If others must choose then please, consider the supposed neutrality of nudity. Would the audience best  remember The Speak or The Streak?

A friend of mine told me the other day that he hadn’t a creative bone in his body. I requested he not make fun of his skull and reminded him that at 6 months old his creative bone was actively engaged in a new idea every second of every waking minute.

© Lee Broom

Art Is All There Is and Love Is How It Came To Be

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Art Is All There Is and Love Is How It Came To Be

Everything in the Universe is made from the crumbs of something else.

Surely, this is the first rule of Creativity and Creativity must certainly be the first consideration in defining art.

And for those of us who have lived this Creative Experience, whether it be to suddenly hear the first words in a poem on its way into our reality or becoming aware of a business idea rising to the surface or perhaps caressing a piece of unfettered marble and feeling the sculpture hidden among its veins or Miracle of Miracles, helping to form a new person, whether by fertilizing an egg or stumbling through the agonizing pile of paperwork and interviews to adopt a child, the feeling that accompanies such Creative Endeavors is called Love.