beth
hey
i’m flattered to have my face on your site.
i have been feeling down and dishevelled about the art world, what the hell am i
really doing here. woke up the other day to the sudden epiphany that - ‘golly
blonkers i only live once, i will die, and i do art (whatever that means
anyway) - all things considering that’s a big fuck-up.’ maybe i should become a
genetic engineerist where i could really mess things up but at least with a bit
of dignity.
i’ve been feeling like there is this possibly great thing inside, in my chest,
near my liver i presume if i were asked to locate it more precisely, and this
thing is weakening a little. i’m contemplating coughing it up just to take a
look. i’ll probably be confronted with a mangled foetus of discontent, singing
shrivelled songs of when it was a wee-child. i’m afraid i may then spank it and
send it to the painfully-self-absorbed-infantitically-bloodied death camp - so
i’d rather swallow hard and ignore its kickings to my ribcage.
anyway the reason why i’m mailing is to say that after paroozing your site today
i recieved so gracefully a pang of hope.
keep well.
beth.
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