Subject: Pea Green / Clique
Date: Fri, 17 Mar 2000 09:32:03 +1000
As i tore up and down the pool
Like a woman possessed
I discovered my feelings were
Not about sexual jealousy (a slight thread I confess)
But about my own sense of isolation from a world
Whose doorway I rarely make it through
But when I do
It gives me a charge headier than any drug
ANd I know that if I don't get through this doorway more often
My soul will dry up and life will not be worth living
Envy, yes
(St Pats, I expect not)
So in my envious state, it is difficult to restrain myself!
I liked being your "date" at art openings and the like
THe reality is, that I don't even get to find out about "events'
Let alone get to go to them.
So I feel envy, envy, envy
I have no connection to that world
And no credibility within it
Because to those people that inhabit the heady world of art school cool
I do not rate
And I guess the way I feel is that with you
Because I'm not an art school person
I actually only half rate.
Having an artistic soul
Is just not enough is it
You probably don't even see this in me
Because I don't have the right words, the right pictures, I don't even have
a medium do I?
I'm not sure how I overcome this feeling
I either seek the means by which to transport myself into a world
that although I find stimulating, I also think, is often a self indulgent
wank
Or maybe I should lock myself away in my garage
And demonstrate my own abilities
So that I am no longer talk but action
ANd go forth
ANd perhaps some people will see me as something
More than a dull lawyer type
I guess I include myself amongst the "some people"
Yeh I feel inadequate
Yeh I feel jealous
I guess I need to become an art school groupy
So that I can find out about exciting events
It really really pisses me off big time
Is there an exclusion policy?
Is anything actually publicised?
Or do you have to part of some
Sacred inner circle
To gain entry
Perhaps I will go and splash myself around
as Performance ARt
At the next fine evening
And I just started the section
FOR MADMEN ONLY *
I read this to include mad (angry) women
Do you reckon I've got PMT now???
K
* Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf