The flight from Athens to Vienna was painless and two hours. I am here just overnight so I am staying at the NH Vienna Airport Hotel which is probably identical to hundreds of hotels around the world sitting next to airports. It is new, polished and posh, outfitted in the latest high-end IKEA furniture and shiny appliances. I doubt I’ll stay here again. It’s not my style but it is convenient for my morning flight to JFK. I’ll probably hang here tonight and read, watch a movie or two, hit the sack and then hit the road.
I have been reading Robert Henri’s ‘The Art Spirit’ and I must say it has cheered me up after a dour Paros exit. He has many wise words for all those who work in, pursue or endeavor to contemplate the arts. He speaks of the loneliness of the artist and how it is a necessary thing; our work can never be fully understood by anyone but ourselves; the artist’s garret is romantic and perfect on some days and then on others it is dusty, dark and the tiles are falling off the wall; there will always be great movements in the ‘art world’ and we should not be distracted by all the pomp and show of the charlatans and quacks but rather dig until we find the core of meaning underlying the revolution. For some reason all this stuff makes me happy. So be it. Happiness is where we find it, even here in a cookie-cutter hotel room out by the airport, even here in Weinerville.
JDCM
Happiness rests quietly within. You are still in my thoughts and I am wishing you well on your journey through art. I’ve mostly disappeared from the internet. Give me a ring when you’re rested from your travels.
Thank you Shawn. I hope all is well with you. I will call you soon.
JDCM