Artists,
What if every tradition you had learned from was dead?
What if every historical lineage was played out and limp, a dead-end street?
What if every stylistic concern you had mastered and/or mannered were suddenly so ubiquitous in the cultural landscape that your entire artistic output were rendered invisible?
What then would you do?
Think about it, and then make the first art work of the rest of your life.
You don’t have to thank me, but you might.
Best wishes,
Mat.