The longer I ponder the notion, the more I believe that one's relationship with art--or one particular piece--is like a marriage: To keep on working with it, you must fall in love with it. You have to be interested enough in it to stay with it through the bad times to see how it turns out. There has to be some sort of sticking power that links the artist to her work.
You can break up, vow never to see each other again, throw away all reminders of the relationship; but you can't get rid of the connection or the whispering in your inner ear....
So, renew your vows, renew your vision of the beloved, and try something else, one more time. It's all you can do. It's all I can do, for sure.
PW
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