The Truth Is Rarely Pure
I make art like I live. I live artfully and create art that reflects my life. Art is at times my confessional, and sometimes a hallelujah chorus. It expresses my sorrow and my joy. At the altar of art, I lay down my fears and toss my exultations like rose petals. It teaches me about myself, and not always gently. However, I still consider it my salvation because it does not lie. It tells the truth, and I have to see it. Sooner or later. Confession In a controversy the instant