“Only love can sustain art. Only love can keep us crazy enough to keep going where there is no rational reason or reward for us to keep going. Only love can keep us hoping against all hope, believing against all belief and straining to see the unseen, trusting its substance to be more substantial than what we find in the cool, collected moments of trivial and banal existence.
… Art has nothing to prove. Art is what it is. Art will be what it will be…”
If these words intrigue or resonate with you as they did with me, I recommend reading the rest of Stephen Roach’s blog: