2003, into 2004....
Beach Boys, Brighton, crusty painting, high faluting ideas, specific palettes...
Not long after I graduated, I discovered the Beach Boys and Brian Wilson, and I found this gave me a good deal more to believe in.
At the time I lived in Brighton, in a little terraced house on a steep road opposite a nice little church with seagulls on the roof. I was in the real world now, except I wasn't.
I was unabashed about being soft and having feelings.
(Goodness knows I always have to have something to be unabashed about. I'm pretty much abashed about everything else.)
Part of me finds these a bit namby pamby. Part of me accepts them as part of the past. Part of me quite likes the naive qualities and sometimes I think if you stick with naive qualities you attract people.
but it was all a bit fragile, breakable by unbelievers ... and by my self-doubt
and you can't sell your feelings and your sincerity very easily
though I remain unsure what you can sell very easily.
and the things you're sincere about change....
The Monk in Charcoal -
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