I met with my psych the other day. He wanted to look at my drawings. He asked if Dali is a hero of mine. One of many, I replied. I told him about my street art lifestyle and how much I enjoy the kids wandering by, their curiosity. He told me to stop giving my art away and explained how, in his opinion, I lessen the value of my art by freely giving it to people who are curious. Curious enough to stop and talk to me. Curious enough to look. I tried to explain that ‘its a gift’ from me to them. I want them to have it. Treasure it. Show it to others. I don’t think he understood me. And thats ok. Why is it all about money? Why can’t it never be about money. And that is good.
August 7, 2012