Puppet to Cervantes

A critic for the New York Times is stopping by today to check out my show. Hanni (owner of the gallery) says to be forewarned that if he writes a review, it doesn't mean he's going to write nice things about it. Wouldn't that be great, you get a review in the New York Times and he trashes your art. Come to think of it, that might be just what I need.


There is at times a ridiculousness to being an artist and seeking recognition. It's a strange combination of ego, ambition, romanticism, and doubt. There is a Kafka story on the biblical story of Abraham's sacrifice of Isaac:

"But take another Abraham. One who wanted to perform the sacrifice altogether in the right way and had a correct sense in general of the whole affair, but could not believe that he was the one meant, he, an ugly old man, and the dirty youngster that was his child. He is afraid that after starting out as Abraham with his son he would change on his way into Don Quixote."
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