When I was in school I was open to everything. I painted like Rauschenberg, read Ashbery, listened to John Zorn. The world seemed so open. But it closed up quickly upon graduation. After a long day at a dead end job, Seinfeld looked a lot more appealing than the avant-garde. So I settled down and married a medium (photography) and got on with my life.
I have no regrets. But I’m now reaching that point where hair is starting to grow out my ears. I’m getting crusty. So I’m grateful that Kurt Easterwood splashed some water in my face today on his blog. Easterwood makes me want to go back to school. His insightful comments even got me thinking about John Cage again (haven’t thought about him in years):
“If something is boring after two minutes, try it for four. If still boring, then eight. Then sixteen. Then thirty-two. Eventually one discovers that it is not boring at all.” — John Cage.
Kurt, if you are ever in Minnesota, let’s go the movies….