“The only thing they can’t teach you at art school is art.” ―David Bailey
At the arts gymnasium of the Classical World, an Aristophanes ushers you up the steps to the highest stage, where some Ovid shoves you off.
“If you ever have a kid who doesn’t know what to do, stick him in art school. It’s amazing what evolves.”
We are all born artists, but our talents are shaped by schools that teach us the arts of writing resumes and drawing salaries to service student debt.
“Art school had taught me it was far better to be a flamboyant failure than any kind of benign success.”
Yet every breath of fresh air in the arts comes from a student who—in sounds, motions, shapes, colors, images, or letters—drowns.
“There is another interesting paradox here: by immersing ourselves in what we love, we find our-selves. We do not lose ourselves. One does not lose one’s identity by falling in love.”
Toes curled over the edge of the highest stage, like fingers over a keyboard, a student of the arts composes a splash.
“Note too that a faithful study of the liberal arts humanizes character and permits it not to be cruel.”
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