Hello, bloggers.

I believe that art—for a thinking, meditating human being—is a process where we can come up with our own interpretation and expression not only of our thoughts as the artist, but also a meditation and interpretation of other people’s cultures, religions, ideals, loves, and hates.

That’s why I believe art is the perfect metaphor for peace.  When we look at a painting, we’re all looking at the same thing, but we all see something different.  Where we become lost is when we want everyone to act the same way that we do.

If you want to see that in action, live next to a farm where the milk cows are.  They gather together in the same place, they come and go as a herd, there’s no self-expression...

But the human being is not a herd animal.  Therefore we are not going to all act the way we think we’re going to act because of our culture.  If we live in that dream world, then we band together in little cells, loving some people and hating others according to whether they like butter or margarine, or whether they stand or sit when they go to the toilet.

It’s ridiculous, but the human animal acts the way the human animal acts:  with precision and brilliance to one group and complete idiocy to another.  That’s the world we’re given, that’s the world we live in.

That’s why I’m constantly crying about acceptance and love.  Actually, love is the antidote.  As I say to everyone, take it; you might like it!

Matt