The Art Profound
The art of the profane and the holy
What I want to be is the Potent Art, the Art Profound; the art that makes you feel, maybe hate, maybe love but makes you feel. The Vermeer's and the Gray Goose's. Liberal Art colleges and Southern Baptist churches.
The art that makes you want to be better, the Ai Weiwei and the Anne Frank. I want to be that first book that you read; you know the first book that really made you feel, to cry, to love; a dog or a person. Mine was "Where a Red Fern Grows" but I would understand if yours was the Stephanie Meyer.
That is the Potent Art: Art profane, the Art Holy, The art of Marilyn Monroe and the art of Helen Mirren. The art of the burlesque, the art of the ballet.
That is the Potent Art: The Art of the Kitsch and the Art of High-brow. the art of Stephen Huneck (Seriously, look that shit up! Labradors and noble suicide juxtaposed) A club that plays Dolly Parton and Billie Holiday while serving a perfect vodka mule. (Chilled copper cup of course, Do I look like an animal?) Giving it all for a cause.
That is the feeling that I want to be, when you read me I want you to feel brave and competent, whole and safe. Be you a child or an adult. When you stand before my sculpture, you feel a little confused, a little happy. Art that is no less and no more, all marrow and fat in sharp, sharp teeth. In an adorable leopard seal's face, of course!
That is the Potent Art.
So please let me be Potent Art!
About the Creator
Melody Hoag
Full time librarian with part time writer aspirations.
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