At moments of great enthusiasm it seems to me that no one in the world has
ever made something this beautiful and important.
I have sometimes heard painters say that they paint "for themselves":
but I think they would soon have painted their fill if they lived on a desert
island. The primary purpose of all art forms, whether it’s music, literature, or
the visual arts, is to say something to the outside world; in other words, to
make a personal thought, a striking idea, an inner emotion perceptible to other
people’s senses in such a way that there is no uncertainty about the maker's
intentions. I could fill an entire second life with working on my prints. I don't grow up. In me is the small child of my early
days.
I do
indeed believe that there is a certain contrast between, say, people in
scientific professions and people working in the arts. Often there is even
mutual suspicion and irritation, and in some cases one group greatly undervalues
the other. Fortunately there is no one who actually has only feeling or only
thinking properties. They intermingle like the colors of the rainbow and cannot
be sharply divided.
It may seem paradoxical to say that there are
similarities between a poetical and a commercial mind, but it is a fact that
both a poet and a businessman are constantly dealing with problems that are
directly related to people and for which sensitivity is of prime
importance.
It is
human nature to want to exchange ideas, and I believe that, at bottom, every
artist wants no more than to tell the world what he has to say.
It's pleasing to
realize that quite a few people enjoy this sort of playfulness and that they are
not afraid to look at the relative nature of rock-hard
reality. |