"Rather, I think one should write, as nearly as possible, as if he were the first person on earth and was humbly and sincerely putting on paper that which he saw and experienced and loved and lost; what his passing thoughts were and his sorrows and desires."
-Neal Cassady to Jack Kerouac 1947
As artist we serve as intellectual historians of our generation. We view and are inspired by our surroundings, we process it through our personal artistic filter, and then we send it back out into the universe hoping it helps someone better understand the world around them.
“Beauty must be convulsive, or not at all”
Andre Breton, 1921
As an artist we are supremely interested in changing the concept of beauty for our generation. Yes, we must pay homage to the great masters but that must not hinder us; we must forge a new direction for ourselves, the next generation of artists. How can we expect to produce honest work that creates a visceral response from present and future onlookers if we don’t develop our lens to add to the artistic research our forefathers have already done. We must ask ourselves, “what does beauty mean to me?”