大學時看的梵高傳記,把我看哭了。有一段對話非常打動我—
畫家Anton Mauve 問梵高:
“Do you call yourself an artist?”
“Yes.”
“How absurd. You never sold a picture in your life.”
“Is that what being an artist means – selling? I thought it meant one who was always seeking without absolutely finding. I thought it meant the contrary from ‘I know it. I have found it.’ When I say I am an artist, I only mean ‘I am seeking. I am striving. I am in it with all my heart.’”
(Irving Stone, Lust for Life)