Thursday, March 29, 2012

More Writing About My Depression

Honey, am I an artist?

Was Van Gogh a "painter", even though he never sold any of his work?
By that, I mean did he tell people he was painting as a means of living, or working?

I believe I am an unrecognized artist
No money has found its way to my pocket
No Genius Grants have been given to me to pay my bills
I will likely have to move in with my mother in about six months, when my Dad's life insurance money runs out
But still
But still
I am a writer and an artist

I told my new therapist on Wednesday how I talk to your pictures much of the day
And believe me, she thought that was mighty strange
She doesn't know who or what's going on in the world
I suppose she has never seen "Enemy of the State", a great Will Smith movie from 14 years ago
That describes my situation perfectly
(Can you imagine the new technology that's come out since then?)
But still
But still
I am a writer and an artist

If I work and work and work
Something memorable will come
I believe

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