Brothers and sisters in art, have you been baptized into color, techniques, formal qualities, jargon, the beautiful product? Well, this is the baptism of sprinkling, the small baptism, the temporary baptism, the baptism that likely won't take.
To enter the Holy Church of Art, you must experience the lasting baptism of total immersion. To be pulled screaming into the cold river. Dunked into murky confusion, and come up gasping. Dunked into persistent self-doubt, and come up gasping. Dunked into eddies of rejection, come up gasping. Dunked until you realize that this river is the river of life you're in, and you're being carried along by the personal vision you must commit to.
It's then that you understand that the real art is the ride.
Amen.
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