it might be my art that saves me
made a new collage last night. it's chaotic and weird. the others have had such a direct hit into my subconscious, it's frightening, and so i wonder what the time and space and perspective will tell me about this one. seriously, that's what i love about art : it reveals the Truth with a capital T in many ways. i was telling someone yesterday that the place i like to hang out in is the place where philosophy, mathematics, God, and art all sorta collide and reveal much of the same stuff. the chaos i feel is probably only a reflection of the chaos i may have caused. there's other stuff in there too, but prolly not appropriate for a blog that is, y'know, public.
