tibbetts-taxidermy

September 28, 2025

Artists can put images or music together, and think, ‘Well, that’s pretty good. That works.’ But the next day when you flip on the lights and get to work it’s often clear that you’ve been performing experimental art taxidermy. You tried to put a cat head on a fish. It just doesn’t work. The artist has to be a good listener. The artist has to be able to listen for that little bell, the sound an artist friend of mine calls ‘the ring of truth.’ The artist has to be aware when the little bell is silent.

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Thought:

“Every writer, every artist is acquainted with the moment at which he is cast out and apparently excluded by the work in progress. The work holds him off, the circle in which he no longer has access to himself has closed, yet he is enclosed therein because the work, unfinished, will not let him go. Strength does not fail him; this is not a moment of sterility or fatigue, unless, as may well be the case, fatigue itself is simply the form this exclusion takes. This ordeal is awesome. What the author sees is a cold immobility from which he cannot turn away, but near which he cannot linger. It is like an enclave, a preserve within space, airless and without light, where a part of himself, and, more than that, his truth, his solitary truth, suffocates in an incomprehensible separation.”

Maurice Blanchot | The Space of Literature

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