The Artist Pays a Price

THE ARTIST PAYS A PRICE The artist pays a price for art. The world won't applaud what he'll do They'll sneer and pick his art apart. The world won't accept art that's new. The jealous will warn him he won't reach his mark while clutching to themselves their unfulfilled hearts. If he continues with his plans, they'll say, success will never come his way. He'll die unknown, in poverty and pain, never having achieved any riches or fame. His family will cut his throat with a knife to keep him from becoming an artist for life. But his life is not about riches or fame. It's about a broken life filled with pain. Some create whole worlds to forget the real one which brings them constant regret. The beauty he creates for us to see may be the vision which sets him free. Centuries later when critics unearth his art they'll be touched by the beauty such art imparts. They'll call him a genius. Just wait and see. They'll spend millions to buy it for their family. On discovery day they'll forget his past. He may be a rebel, but never an outcast. People who know the world's wretched mind realize the world's more fickle, than kind. Janet Marie Bingham