I Forget Where I First Saw It...
But I once read a sentence that explained why Picasso drew the way he did to someone who didn't "get" his work. I probably remember it incorrectly, but it said, basically, "Picasso could draw a horse that looked exactly like a horse, but he chose not to, because he wanted to present a new way of looking at a horse."
That's another stumbling block for me regarding writing. I can write straightforward, no-frills, descriptive prose, but it's so tiresome. I'd like to do something different. Sadly, writing, unlike free jazz or abstract art, can't escape its confines too much without becoming unidentifiable. Concrete poetry is the last stop before incomprehensibility. And I don't mean spontaneous prose. That's intentional word salad.
That's another stumbling block for me regarding writing. I can write straightforward, no-frills, descriptive prose, but it's so tiresome. I'd like to do something different. Sadly, writing, unlike free jazz or abstract art, can't escape its confines too much without becoming unidentifiable. Concrete poetry is the last stop before incomprehensibility. And I don't mean spontaneous prose. That's intentional word salad.