“Adults are just obsolete children and the hell with them.” ― Dr. Seuss
“Men do not quit playing because they grow old; they grow old because they quit playing.” ― Oliver Wendell Holmes Jr.
“I am convinced that most people do not grow up…We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias.” ― Maya Angelou
“I am still every age that I have been. Because I was once a child, I am always a child. Because I was once a searching adolescent, given to moods and ecstasies, these are still part of me, and always will be… This does not mean that I ought to be trapped or enclosed in any of these ages…the delayed adolescent, the childish adult, but that they are in me to be drawn on; to forget is a form of suicide… Far too many people misunderstand what *putting away childish things* means, and think that forgetting what it is like to think and feel and touch and smell and taste and see and hear like a three-year-old or a thirteen-year-old or a twenty-three-year-old means being grownup. When I’m with these people I, like the kids, feel that if this is what it means to be a grown-up, then I don’t ever want to be one. Instead of which, if I can retain a child’s awareness and joy, and *be* fifty-one, then I will really learn what it means to be grownup.” ― Madeleine L’Engle
For me, the hardest part of being an artist is diving deep in to an emotion to the point that I drown. My mind becomes full of fuck. I get racketed like a tennis ball between introvert and extrovert with a taste for social connection but no desire to dine. Though it might seem bi-polar, it’s really just me finding balance again, finding myself again, because I lost along the way. Much like an actor, the persona of be piece takes over. And, that’s when great art is created selflessly.