25/08/2012
I have pretty much concluded that artists are a whole different breed. A "mutation" of sorts. Some people admire them, some people scorn them, but nobody understands them. They move through the world as a whole different species.
Who understands an artist? Only the other artists do! One artist speaks, and the others say, "AMEN!"
Reminds me of an "ex-manager" who kept asking me, "Kiya saare artist aise he hotay hein!?"
As Mystique puts it, "Mutant .. and proud!!"