When Jeremy Blake and Theresa Duncan died in a double-suicide it was the talk of the town and the artworld. Now I could easily dedicate many entries to my feelings on the subject and about my on and [mostly] off relationship with Jeremy, and perhaps I will some day. But one thing that struck me was the surprising, central, role Duncan’s blog played in every piece of media coverage.
I had considered blogs to be mostly either soapboxes, dishie sources of “heard it here first” news, or, occasionally, outlets for worthy but disenfranchised members of the Fourth Estate. I still think that and there’s a lot of crossover between those things and they’re worthy, but I also saw that they can be windows into someone’s soul that can be quite touching and beautiful.
I’ve always been a very committed journal-writer and correspondent, but I’ve always kept my musings very private (even while doing them with an eye on posterity). But blogging can be a real act of sharing that can actually touch someone’s life, or at least let them know that they are not alone. That’s what art does and it’s what I try to do, so maybe a blog makes sense.
So here goes...
It’s certainly a better use of time than some of the other things I could be doing instead....