I think - for a period of time, I did think art was there to serve me, but it took me a minute to reset.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I was an art student at the time, like thousands of others.
The art world was not initially really accepting my kind of work. I was ahead of my time.
I think my first experience of art, or the joy in making art, was playing the horn at some high-school dance or bar mitzvah or wedding, looking at a roomful of people moving their bodies around in time to what I was doing. There was a piano player, a bass player, a drummer, and my breath making the melody.
It's been fun. I've had a lucky life. Art has made me pull the best out of myself.
It was only after I began to write fiction that I found a way to connect with painting.
I love art and I think I was destined to end up in some aspect of the arts.
I think I always knew that I would do something with art because it was the one thing that I knew I was really good at.
I think there is a hunger for things that wake you up, something that makes you peel back your eyes, that reminds you that you are alive. Art is at its best when it is in the 'now.'
Art, in the first place, has to connect with yourself.
I always feel like the art's there and I just see it, so it's not really a lot of work.