From where does the art come?
Is it a this-for-that transaction?
or is it sometimes borne from
pain
trauma
shame
suffering
OR
Is art simply an individualized form of
self expression for awkward people
to drop hints and clues of
who they really are?
There is pleasure and there are pleasures
Experiences individualized and as
customized as anything
Curated to within
a gasp of life
Inspiration being something more valuable than gold
I know what it is I do
I am simply a perfectionist