Too Much Sveta |
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Author:
| Alenina, Sveta |
ISBN: | 978-1-5184-0128-2 |
Publication Date: | Oct 2018 |
Publisher: | Blurb
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Book Format: | Paperback |
List Price: | USD $22.59 |
Book Description:
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Maybe "A person must pay dearly for the divine gift of creative fire. It is as though each of us was born with a limited store of energy" Carl Jung. And for sure "A special ability demands a greater expenditure of energy, which must necessarily leave a deficit on some other side of life". Carl Jung. Also maybe "artist's personal ego is driven to all sorts of defects" Carl Jung. These are nothing but the regrettable results of his being an artist, a man upon whom a heavier burden is...
More DescriptionMaybe "A person must pay dearly for the divine gift of creative fire. It is as though each of us was born with a limited store of energy" Carl Jung. And for sure "A special ability demands a greater expenditure of energy, which must necessarily leave a deficit on some other side of life". Carl Jung. Also maybe "artist's personal ego is driven to all sorts of defects" Carl Jung. These are nothing but the regrettable results of his being an artist, a man upon whom a heavier burden is laid than upon ordinary mortals. A special ability demands a greater expenditure of energy, which must necessarily leave a deficit on some other side of life. Carl Jung. "These are nothing but the regrettable results of his being an artist, a man upon whom a heavier burden is laid than upon ordinary mortals. A special ability demands a greater expenditure of energy, which must necessarily leave a deficit on some other side of life. Carl Jung. But those who are near an artist often don't help at all. They will kick an artist on the way to become an artist. They will cry and offend and abuse. They will put his patience on a trial. And at some point an artist stops making excuses. Stops the madness. Gets himself out of the swamp and disconnects. This will be an artist's journey into unconsciousness leaving behind him notes and paintings and poems. At some point an artist will go through the dark, shady places of his psyche. He will not know what and how. Abyss, chaos, Negredo. And the ones near him will scream: "We told you!" peace of shit! We warned you sicko! Some artists at this point will break, before bearing fruits of art. Fall from the tree, never ripe, never learning to love them selves, never singing the song that struggles to be born. These series of books is for those on the way to their ripeness. It gently whispers: You are not alone. We are artists. We can and should stick together.