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Diary of an artist, Thursday, July 30, 2020
Woke up 6:30 am
One more thought in relation to the story about Margaret D.H. Keane.
I wrote that she would probably have never received the recognition she actually received (thanks to Walter). Had she relied solely on her own selling abilities she very likely wouldn’t have gone far (as far as being a well known artist is concerned). She needed someone like Walter Keane for that. Not necessarily Walter Keane, but someone with similar talent for selling and making up stories.
I’m wondering, was she thankful for her fate? Has she accepted the fact that very likely the price for becoming a well known artist (an icon) was her relationship with Walter? If she could, would she swap her relationship with Walter and the fame and recognition which resulted from it for not ever having met Walter (or anybody like him) and, very likely, being an unknown artist for decades to come and struggling financially (maybe gaining recognition for her work and seeing more money near the end of her life (as it happened to Carmen Herrera), or posthumously (as it happened to Vincent van Gogh), or even never gaining it?
Stuff I’m currently reading:
Pol Pot: Anatomy of a Nightmare by Philip Short (on Scribd).
POPism: The Warhol Sixties by Andy Warhol and Pat Hackett (on Scribd).
The Unabomber Manifesto: Industrial Society and Its Future by Ted Kaczynski (free PDF)
Audiobook: Sapiens: A Brief History of Humankind by Yuval Noah Harari (on Scribd) Second reading
Audiobook: Ten Caesars: Roman Emperors from Augustus to Constantine by Barry Strauss (on Scribd)
Kafka: The Early Years by Reiner Stach (on Scribd)
Music for this writing session: Frederic Chopin (on Spotify).