I don’t want art that needs fixing. I want art that sends me back to the studio to fix my own.
There’s a certain sour pleasure looking at work and seeing its faults and knowing how it could be better. Years of teaching has made this automatic for me. Unfortunately, this happens too much of the time.
There is nothing like the provocative thrill of finding something that looks right back at me and asks, “Is your work this good?”
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