Patti Smith

Devotion

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From the renowned artist and author Patti Smith, an inspired exploration of the nature of creative invention
A work of creative brilliance may seem like magic—its source a mystery, its impact unexpectedly stirring. How does an artist accomplish such an achievement, connecting deeply with an audience never met? In this groundbreaking book, one of our culture's beloved artists offers a detailed account of her own creative process, inspirations, and unexpected connections.

Patti Smith first presents an original and beautifully crafted tale of obsession—a young skater who lives for her art, a possessive collector who ruthlessly seeks his prize, a relationship forged of need both craven and exalted. She then takes us on a second journey, exploring the sources of her story. We travel through the South of France to Camus's house, and visit the garden of the great publisher Gallimard where the ghosts of Mishima, Nabokov, and Genet mingle. Smith tracks down…
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  • Táliahas quoted2 months ago
    withdrawing from play, comrades and the valley of love, girded with words, a beat outside.

    Why do we write? A chorus erupts.

    Because we cannot simply live.
  • Táliahas quoted2 months ago
    Why do I write? My finger, as a stylus, traces the question in the blank air. A familiar riddle posed since youth, withdraw
  • Táliahas quoted2 months ago
    is the decisive power of a singular work: a call to action. And I, time and again, am overcome with the hubris to believe I can answer that call.

    The words before me were elegant, blistering. My hands vibrated. Infused with confidence, I had the urge to bolt, mount the stairs, close the heavy door that had been his, sit before my own stack of foolscap, and begin at my own beginning. An act of guiltless sacrilege.

    I rested my fingertips on the edge of the last page. Catherine and I looked at one another, not saying a word. I handed her the manuscript, harboring a regret reserved for the end of an affair. I rose from the table, the unfinished violet tea gone cold, the immortelle left behind.

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