The Weird Tragedy

I'm actually not done talking about Beautiful Losers as I really was just so inspired by this group of artists and their stories.  There is a part where they talk about supporting each other by doing the complete opposite of what they teach you in art school - to criticize.  And this really got me thinking about something I did about a month ago.  My friend Jared recently returned from a month-long trip to Santa Monica bringing back some beautiful pictures he captured along the way.

I have been to Santa Monica on more than a few occasions and am pretty familiar with this special city, including it's street art.  There is a particular artist there, Chase, whose work frequents the walls surrounding the cruisers and beach bums.  When I saw Jared discovered this artist through one of his photographs, I immediately falsely reacted.  I made some horribly rude comment not only to Jared's photo but about the artist, calling him shit.  Geez, I'm such an asshole!

So I'm watching this documentary about art and support and love and basically realizing I had no business making said comment about this dude who is actually getting out there and making something he finds beautiful, while I sit back and envy him and every other street artist for their talents.  

And then Ed Templeton said something in the documentary that stuck with me...and I got a bit sad: "...the weird tragedy is that when you become an adult, you grow up and lose that, you stop creating, you stop involving yourself in the joy of coloring and creation and stuff.  and I just feel like I was lucky enough to never really lose that"