Your work touches my soul. Your response to an inquiry about developing artistic expression reminded me of what I am currently reading, The Dharma Bums by Jack Kerouac. That simply means that you are a genius. Your creative expression is so sexy.
Keep spreading your light.
]]>I am on a crusade to make everyone i love and respect to read ¨Blankets¨… I actually feel it should be required reading for people that, like me, went to film school and want to learn how to tell a story with images. As a matter of fact it should be required reading for everyone that has ever fallen in love (so.. in other words… for everyone).
Your book is (as far as I am concerned) one of the most important works of American literature that have been made in the last decade. I promise I will not stop until every single one of my friends has a copy (I have personally bought 5 now four for other people… and by the end of it, they are all grateful and i get emails about them running out to buy chunky rice and/or Carnet).
I know this is long, and maybe unrelated to your posting (which is more directed to people that can express themselves through drawing… unlike myself) but I felt it needed to be said.
]]>my platonic soul mate, Casey, insisted i read this painfully pale blue book ‘Blankets’; with no elaboration. i trust his judgment more than newton’s- so i come home from work, frozen and exhausted- and i read. under the snobbish impression i’ll have had my proverbial fill in minutes…what a fool i feel like when a ringing phone beckons senses home; and i’m over 200 pages in. i could blame this on many a thing; if nothing more than the fulfillment of experiencing someone else’s annoyance at parents unwillingness to accept, or even recall, that you’re vegetarian. (i havent eaten meat since i was six…)
i’ve lost my train…perhaps along with my allure…
in what aught to be conclusive; im not familiar with more works…im not ridden with tattooed likenesses…i’m not even sure what ambition overcame to look this up… but even if the wanderers never meet; oh, the solace of converging paths…
–no matter how temporary.
(thank you)
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