As I’ve been saying, hippies still come in all varieties.
In an interview, artist Jean-Michel Basquiat was asked why people were drawn so crudely in his work. His answer, “I think people are generally crude; I don’t know many refined people.”
Imagine sharing Basquiat’s thoughts as an eight year old little girl.
Imagine that he could have possibly said those words the day I was born.
I am weird. I have known this for quite some time, possibly since I was eight years old. I was led to believe that I had to “fit in” and “be a certain way” or people “would talk about me”. The irony was I didn’t like most people.
When I was a kid, “fun” for me was finding a secluded place to wander off to, put a blanket down, look up at the sky, and make words out of the negative spaces between tree branches.
I still like doing that.
Told you I am…
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