Saturday, August 11, 2012

I am my work. doing the work keeps the mysterious internal machinations oiled and easy.
easy does it. take it easy greasy, there's a long slide ahead.

Many a person is unhappy, tortured within, because he has at command no art of expressive action. What under happier conditions might be used to convert objective material into material of an intense and clear experience, seethes within in unruly turmoil which finally dies down after, perhaps, a painful inner disruption. (Dewey,J. Art As Experience. (1934)The Berkley Publishing Group, page 65)

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