I love the indie movies and the galleries
That populate the edges of the city where
The unknowns show their photographs, their paintings
And sculptures that will one day cost the earth,
But now that artist lives in crappy lofts,
The maker of the films, borrows from her parents,
Eats Pot Noodles on the sagging couch,
Dreaming of an Oscar nod and rubbing shoulders with
Tom Cruise and Angelina. But for now she has
The beauty of the freedom, to write her scripts,
Have actors who are friends, choose the goddamn music
In her own soundtrack. So take that photo,
Write that poem, draw that portrait of your dog,
Providing it will lift your heart, then you will know
It’s right. The world, it needs it in its arms.
2 thoughts on “the joy of undiscovered art”
I love finding little-known art in unexpected places, too. Those poems, those paintings, that music, it all nourishes our souls, I think. And it can be absolutely breathtaking.
Yes! In the Washington, DC area, we’ve had an occasional art show called Artomatic. Anyone can put up an exhibit for their paintings, photos, drawings, and such. In the first show I went to, I was blown away by the variety, beauty, and interestingness of the works. I participated in 2 of the shows … it was a wonderful experience to see my paintings among other artworks and to meet other people who create art.