LCNL 023: The Floating World In a recent review of We Hunted, the most recent album from Detroit’s The Floating World, Richard Allen wrote that Amanda Votta, the guiding hand behind The Floating …
Patti Smith’s advice to young artists
A writer or any artist can’t expect to be embraced by the people. I’ve done records where it seemed like no one listened to them. You write poetry books that maybe 50 people read. And you just keep doing your work because you have to, because it’s your calling.
But it’s beautiful to be embraced by the people.
Some people have said to me, “Well, don’t you think that kind of success spoils one as an artist? If you’re a punk rocker, you don’t want to have a hit record…”
And I say to them, “Fuck you!”
One does their work for the people. And the more people you can touch, the more wonderful it is. You don’t do your work and say, “I only want the cool people to read it.” You want everyone to be transported, or hopefully inspired by it.
When I was really young, William Burroughs told me, “Build a good name. Keep your name clean. Don’t make compromises. Don’t worry about making a bunch of money or being successful. Be concerned with doing good work. And make the right choices and protect your work. And if you can build a good name, eventually that name will be its own currency.”
So, so good.
Patti Smith, I love you forever.
So do we!
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Russell Drake, Ronald Herder and Anne D. Modugno, How to Make Electronic Music (Educational Audio Visual Inc., 1975).
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What would you do if you weren’t afraid?
“I’ve been absolutely terrified every moment of my life and I’ve never let it keep me from doing a single thing that I wanted to do.” - artist Georgia O’Keeffe
“The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity. The fears are paper tigers. You can do anything you decide to do. You can act to change and control your life, and the procedure, the process is its own reward.” - aviator Amelia Earhart
“For too many centuries women have been being muses to artists. I wanted to be the muse, I wanted to be the wife of the the artist, but I was really trying to avoid the final issue — that I had to do the job myself.” - writer Anaïs Nin
As Sheryl Sandberg asks in her new book Lean In: “What would you do if you weren’t afraid?”
For women especially, but also for all creators who are Outsiders in one way or another, that’s a powerful question.
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"Where in your voice
did I lose myself?"
did I lose myself?"
— Iranian poet Masoud Ahmadi | from “This Craving and this Me”. Translated by Alireza Abiz. Read full poem here. (via indigenousdialogues)
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Bacchic Mask
Bronze
Roman, 1st Century AD
The ivy wreath is clearly visibly on the head complete with bunches of grapes. His long beard is beautifully rendered, fanning out in twisted corkscrews.
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‘The boy who knew what the birds said’ by Padraic Colum; illustrated by Dugald Stewart Walker. Published 1920 by The Macmillan Company, New York.
See the complete book here.
Look at that smug motherfucker. He’s the happiest damn thing on this planet.
OK, I’m looking. And making little ooogheee noises that you don’t need to know about. But, really.
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Proof that intelligence is sexy, I submit Michael Ventris (1922-1956)- who was a monumental player in deciphering Linear B, the earliest known forms of Greek. He also served in WWII in the RAF AND was an accomplished architect (that’s right, paleolinguistics was his HOBBY. How hot is THAT?) Sadly Ventris was killed at age 34 in an auto accident, just before the publication of his findings on Linear B… what a waste.
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“Using a manual typewriter in a New York City loft, Jack Kerouac produced the original manuscript of On the Road during a three-week period in the spring of 1951.
Kerouac produced the continuous scroll by taping pages of semi-translucent paper together to feed the typewriter and write without interruption.
The text is single-spaced, without paragraphs, and edited in pencil by Kerouac.”
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