“When I was
a younger man,
art was
a lonely thing.No galleries,
no collectors,
no critics.No money.
Yet it was a golden age,
for we all had
nothing to lose,
and a vision to gain.Today,
it is not quite the same.It is a time
of tons
of verbiage,
activity,
consumption.Which condition is better
for the world at large,
I will not venture
to discuss.But I do know
that many of those
who are driven
to this lifeare desperately searching
for those pockets of silence
where we can root and grow.We must all hope we find them.”
Transcribed from Simon Schama’s The Power of Art. The line breaks are my own.
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