I am not the brand of cool one is familiar with in L.A. Where it is calculated by perfect dress, existential distance, and feigned boredom, I am just cool because I'm comfortable with myself. I just turned 32. I am not exactly the strongest, most confident person alive, but I certainly don't care about a lot of the things that might concern a person less in-touch with themselves. For one, I already have a lot of love so I don't have to search for it outside of myself. Secondly, I have a lot of wealth which permits a lot of safety. I don't have to vie on shallow terms, or at least, on terms of fierce survival, because I already have security. Being a confessional artist completely aware of his creative purpose, I do not pretend to be cooly in-control of my personal expression, even though I am quite in control. I point all of this out because I have observed a great discrepancy between myself and the social dynamics of the greater art world. It is a cool kids club. And what constitutes cool? Certainly not my combination of brazen informality and formal politeness. In fact, I get very impatient with how badly bred most people are: "Doesn't anyone know to introduce anyone??". Everyone likes to think they are different so they can take an entitled stance. I like to think I am different so I can stand out and be memorable. I am glad I am not too cool.
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