my mother

my mother is good woman. a great mother. a amazing human being. and very different from me. she i don't believe has ever aspired to be an artist. I think she just likes living. rather simply. like Zhe. these two i love with all my heart. but unlike my brother and father who are very creative and have a strong mind to be cultured. Everyone indulges in experience. I think my mother just loves being around people like me and lives to be around us. I mean her aspirations never seemed grand. in fact there humbleness are endearing. But she has no interest in the thing that i do. I mean she is proud of me. so is mark. But they don't understand it. How can i get them to love and cherish art and "high" culture. I mean mom hates museums. dad loves museums. I mean how can i love someone who will don't see the value in what i do. and Also i am so conflicted by their simplicity. I love it but also i acknowledge i couldn't be that simple. i don't mean simple pejoratively. should we all be elevated to my valuing of culture? yes no hard to say. How cna't i make you want art

Won hee and steve and zhe's imagination were all captured very easily by the vapid shallow mass market ninja assassin. WHY? HOW? should i hate them for it? FUck i don't know. I mean for example WOn hee imagination was clearly captured when he asked " how did rain (raizo) get to be this?" or " i wanted the plot to go this way" or quoting lines from it for his facebook. How do i captured imaginations of ordinary people ? do i have to do it that way?

I mean how does the concept of people exist if we are all individual?

HOW can i make her want art? understand why its good for us. Love a Rothko.

I mean that is what sacred and endeared me to my conversation with dad, eric, and eric's russian thanksgiving guest.