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“The Reward for work, is more Work”

The thought: To highlight those whom I find inspiring and successful in reality and publicly viewed to generalize what might be deemed as successful.

To push off with a strong foot on a project of emphasizing characters, I have chosen to begin with the brain of Tom Sachs. In the Wall Street Journal Magazine’s edition featuring the special innovators of 2011, Sachs led the pack in its “Ideas and People” section. Commissioned by the magazine to create a list he dubbed the “Ten Bullets” is a list that I know have within reach as a WWTSD for simple yet ethical answers to creative life barriers. Now, I am not one who dabbles in magazines such as The Wall Street Journal, however coming upon this piece is something I view as an intentional life “stumbleupon”. The list made me curious as to who this man was and why he was doing what he was doing.

Sachs, as an artist, is fascinated with combining what could be considered his unfinished pieces with logos of consumerism. Herme’s “H” adorned value size meals, Prada toilets and a nativity set where the virgin Mary is replaced with a bronze Hello Kitty does not satisfy the average taste. I must admit, and granted that everyone is allowed their own interpretation, but his intention to offend works in drawing attention to his message is what I find inspirational. Just because you’re not supposed to do it does not mean you should not. 

Number 9 on the list is PROCRASTINATE: “If at first you don’t succeed, give up immediately. Move on to some other task until that becomes unbearable, then move on again, circling back around to the first problem. By now, your subconscious will have worked on it. Sort of like sleep, only cheaper”.  

skullsTom Sachs Prada toilet 

http://tomsachs.org/

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And people are often unable to do anything, imprisoned as they are in I don’t know what kind of terrible, terrible, oh such terrible cage. […] Do you know what makes the prison disappear? Every deep, genuine affection. Being friends, being brothers, loving, that is what opens the prison, with supreme power, by some magic force. Without these one stays dead. But whenever affection is revived, there life revives.

—Vincent Van Gogh in a letter to his brother Theo (July 1880)

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