Life

enjoy your bondage. Your bondage to this body, to other bodies around you, and to the fire and the ash and the water and the wind. That is all, really, you have—that, and the nameless beyond. 

The phone is not the enemy. The enemy is fear—fear of stillness, fear of silence, fear of being alone with one's own thoughts.

So let this be the final word: use it, but do not be used by it. Hold it, but do not be held by it.

And above all, remember: the truest moments of life happen in the spaces where there is no screen.

The real practice of the artist is a way of being in the world. I always had assumed that it was, it was about doing things a certain way is what an artist was. But it’s more than that. Yes, there is an aspect of it that’s about doing things a particular way and in a considered way. But the only way to do things in a considered way is to live in a

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