![]() ![]() Every artist’s art is their coping mechanism - their makeshift raft for the slipstream of time and uncertainty that is life.Īnd so: When some cataclysm in the slipstream capsizes the raft, shatters it, leaves us gasping amid the flotsam, ejected from the familiar flow of time - do we sink or sing? ![]() We simply cannot cope with the fundamental precariousness of it all. ![]() But a central paradox of making art and making life is that while uncertainty may be the wellspring of our creative vitality - what is best in life and art often comes into being by “making-not-knowing,” in artist Ann Hamilton’s lovely phrase - we are capable of creating only by hedging against the uncertainty with an arsenal of habits and routines that make it feel containable, controllable, workable. “Whatever inspiration is, it’s born from a continuous I don’t know,” the Polish poet Wisława Szymborska observed in her magnificent Nobel Prize acceptance speech. ![]()
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