If The Machines Can Take The Drudgery Out Of It And Just Leave Us With The Joy Of Drawing, Then That's The Best Of Both Worlds - And I'll Use Those Computers!
The Performances I Enjoy Are The Ones That Are Hard To Read Or Ambiguous Or Left-of-centre Because It Makes You Look Closer And That's What Humans Are Like - Quite Mysterious Creatures, Hard To Pinpoint.
But Most Is All To Do With Work. There Are Aspects Of Work That Are Enjoyable, That You Could Call A Hobby.
The Very Best Of All Merwin: I Have Been Reading William Since 1952, And Always With Joy.
I Really Wanted To Make Something That Was Exciting For Everybody, That Everybody Could Enjoy, That Was Upbeat And Positive And That Everybody Can Dance To.
Every Man That Ever Lived Craved Perfect Happiness, The Detective Poignantly Reflected. But How Can We Have It When We Know We’re Going To Die? Each Joy Was Clouded By The Knowledge It Would End. And So Nature Had Implanted In Us A Desire For Something Unattainable? No. It Couldn’t Be. It Makes No Sense. Every Other Striving Implanted By Nature Had A Corresponding Object That Wasn’t A Phantom. Why This Exception? The Detective Reasoned. It Was Nature Making Hunger When There Wasn’t Any Food. We Continue. We Go On. Thus Death Proved Life.
I Started Thinking About Joy. Everything In Our Society Is So Purposeful. Let's Bring Joy Back To The Experience.
Sweet Babe, In Thy Face Soft Desires I Can Trace, Secret Joys And Secret Smiles, Little Pretty Infant Wiles.
And Priests In Black Gowns Were Walking Their Rounds And Binding With Briars My Joys And Desires. (from 'the Garden Of Love')
