> it seems to me that such a liminal state can be most
> useful to one's art, allowing the mimicry and rapid moving through various
> conventions, burning through various tired tropes and voices, allowing the
> marginal and despised into different positions in one's work, etc. but even
> there
> as you say it's the coming back to the everyday or simultaneously not having
> left
> it, it'd be different if one weren't or weren't capable of washing the
> clothes!
Nicely put, Roberta. Washing the dishes, clothes, whatever, is often - upon
return - an attractive way to re-locate in the temporal & concrete. On my
visits/voyages out "there" I have always been instructed (as well) to come
back and "go & sing among the seculars." But that, too, the song, is a craft
and, maybe, ultimately just as challenging as the nausea and other obstacles
encountered in the flight or journey (walking) to "the other".
I suspect the energy/vision, etc. provided by the "other" compels the
patience to learn the craft of making something.
Those with the vision and without capacity to translate into whatever
language and medium either go crazy or wash dishes and clothes endlessly.
Or make "horror" movies in revenge.
Stephen V
Blog: http://stephenvincent.durationpress.com
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