"There's a table with some catalogues and a guest book in the corner; there are artworks. Today, I need so badly to be inspired by them, even though I hate that word: inspiration. It crops up in too ma..."
- Sara Baume
"After college, I started working in the gallery and found myself surrounded by a whole new set of people who had not yet grown accustomed to my antisocial tendencies, who had not yet learned to expect..."
"No matter how far I try to travel from people, people always appear. Either they follow me, or they're already there, and I followed them, unwittingly."
". . . buzzed up by the knowledge that none of my family knew where I was, who I was with nor when I'd be home again. I didn't even know exactly who I was with or when I'd be home again or where home r..."
"In the face of immense tragedy—yet again—unexpected beauty."
"How easy to be electrocuted. How fine the line between beauty and peril."
"I can't remember the name of the piece, or the artist. Maybe it wasn't even an artwork. Why must I automatically assume that every strange object is a sculpture, that every public display of unorthodo..."
"I love that an idea can be so powerful it doesn't matter whether I've seen the artwork for real or not."
"How I adored to draw as a child, a teen; all my life before I began to try and shape a career out of it."
"Now I wonder if each artwork is in fact utterly inaccessible to everybody but the person to whom it is secretly addressed?"