Then how is this to happen?
Must the Artist be first self made? That work is never done. Rather the Artist needs only to work honestly.
The Artist works and works honestly; honest work invites creativity;
from creativity genius emerges like a shy child, and the Artist is in the dream state.
The Artist cannot live this dream and emerge unchanged.
The work is testament to this truth, and rare is the Artist who will not admit
after leaving the dream and forgetting that particular dreaming the feeling
"Did I make that?"
Thus the most important and by history clearest statement the artist makes
is the inadvertent statement of the Work of the Self. Time dulls the topical
subject no matter how specific and recognizable, grand or clever, beautiful or
special, rendering the artist's deliberate manipulations unimportant. What
remains and will remain fascinating forever for human beings, consciously or
intuitively, is what of the Artist they recognize caught by the work.
The more successful the artist in escaping this capture
the more quickly the work feels empty, more so for future generations,
no matter how important or popular it was in its day.
Of Van Gogh's Irises no one cares or mourns that they have passed.
There is the creative dream and the transformation of the Artist,
and when this does not happen, then nothing has happened at all.