January 15, 2006. Lac
Ouaureau.
Noon.
As Susan Sontag’s were hers, these are my thoughts on
interpretation…
Method 1, Tea Leaves…
Read the tea leaves in the bottom of your cup. When you do it
yourself you will be locked up in your own fears and hopes. Whatever you
put in is what you will get out. How do you know the world is really that
way?
If you ask Madam Lazonga
to read your leaves in a teashop, she will see the fears and hopes in your
face, will say something vague and you will rationalize her words to fit.
Method 2, Tarot…
When you read the Tarot yourself you will be locked up in your own
fears and hopes. Whatever you put in is what you will get out. How do you
know the world is really that way?
Ask Madame Lazonga to read
your Tarot in her psychic parlor or on the telephone or the internet (she
shuffles the cards for you). She will say something vague and you will
rationalize her words to fit.
Method 3, The Paintings…
When you read your paintings yourself, you will be locked up in
your own fears and hopes. Whatever you put in them is what you will get
out of them. How do you know the world is really that way?
Method 4, The Experts…
Don’t ask Madame Lazonga to read your work (we all know she’s a
fraud), ask the critics to read it. Locked up in their own fears and
hopes, they will say you should fulfill them. You will think the world has
spoken and kill yourself.
Method 5, Don’t interpret…
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However, when I see the
sweep of my work during the half century since I finally “got it together”
sometime in the mid 1950’s, I see the mirror of my inner life. Yes,
hindsight works. But every time in all that time and now the mirror is
clouded with fear and hope. Like reading tea leaves and Tarot, I
rationalize to fit.
It’s only a parlor game of
wish fulfillment; don’t live or die by the results.