I am a writer who isn’t a writer and an artist who doesn’t
make art.Rob Goldstein 1982
‘Portrait of Rob Goldstein
by Scott Bader, 1982
I am a writer who isn’t a writer and an artist who doesn’t
make art.Rob Goldstein 1982
‘Portrait of Rob Goldstein
by Scott Bader, 1982
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Hi Rob. I’m sorry to be late. I was sure I had checked for new posts…
I see your simple yet touching words really struck a chord with many. As Mary said, you are certainly both now.
Scott does lovely work — of course he had a terrific subject. But I like that he subtly hinted at the palm tree in the background. I don’t remember how long he was staying bur I hope you have/and had a wonderful visit. Hugs to you both.
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Thanks, Teagan. Never worry about being late. I very much enjoyed my visit with Scott. He also brought some books that I first got when I was 16. It’s interesting to read what I scrawled in the margins.
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Beautiful you
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Thank you, Bethany!
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We did a lot of stuff in 82
Mostly short on confidence
Hey Robert
What s up?
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Well I’m looking for and not finding your blog is one thing that’s up. 🙂
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WordPress is working on my blog
I needed to upgrade
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Ahhh…I look forward to reading it.
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Reblogged this on Survivors Blog Here.
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Wow, this is great, Rob
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Thanks Robbie. I’ve spent the past two days visiting with my old friend, Scott who returned some books and sketches that went missing thirty years ago. That line was scrawled by my younger self in the margins of a book of poems by Allan Ginsburg.
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Oh, Rob, you definitely are both now! 🙂 Love the portrait.
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Scott is a brilliant artist; I’m honored that he did sketches of me. Thank you, Mary.
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Yet your art is spectacular…hmmm
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Thank you…I was 28 when I wrote that line. I think it was inspired by John Lennon’s ‘God’, which I understood as affirming the self by denying the self.
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Love the quote and the portrait.
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Thank you. 🙂
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I can’t relate much to the “artist who doesn’t make art” line, as my visual arts skills are nonexistent. But I definitely feel like a writer who’s not a writer.
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Well, you write beautifully which is all that matters.
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Thanks Rob!
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You’re welcome, Josh! 🙂
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That could be written about me…only I don’t make art…anymore.
Love the portrait. 😘
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Reblogged this on The Militant Negro™ and commented:
I would say you are a human who creates.
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Right. And that’s all of us. Thanks!
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You were too modest!
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If I was too modest I was probably trying too hard. 🙂 Thank you , Paula!
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You are you. How wonderful.
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Yes. That’s the heart of the Paradox. Thank you for your comment.
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