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May 24, 2005
Verruckt!
or: it’s easy to be crazy if you’re famous.
How indulgent we are of people with a talent. How many are the stories of the petulant Hollywood actor, the demanding pop star. We indulge them because of the mystery of their talent and the power of their success. Sometimes they are genuinely crazy, and need our indulgence to flourish. Mostly I suspect this is not the case.
If you are a successful painter it’s perfectly acceptable to be a complete bastard, after all – just look at the paintings…oooohh … ahhh, marvellous marvellous.
But if you’re not a success, yet still crazy, it’s hard to feel accepted for what you are. The social pressure is such that if you aren’t successful you must be normal, and if you’re normal you’ve no business being crazy without you see the doctor.
When I work with a model I’ve no business being crazy. I feel a compunction to be as normal as possible. When really I should be totally Verruckt! “And why not?” I hear you cry. [That’ll be cyber-cries, you understand.] Well, it’s a fine balance and I have as yet to have a model run screaming from the studio clutching her belongings. There’s always a first time I guess.
When an unknown Einstein was delivering his first papers people close to him questioned his lack of attention to clothing [old cardigans seemed favourite] and he replied “Why should I bother? nobody knows who I am” When he was famous he still paid scant attention to his attire, and when questioned on this he replied; “Why should I bother? Everybody knows who I am.”
[thanks Katrin]
Posted by john at May 24, 2005 12:41 PM
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