While I am writing this at the bottom of the Ajax Mountain, at the only Starbucks in town to be exact, I feel that I have already left Aspen. The reason is, of course, my friends were Aspen. All of my friends have now graced their presence elsewhere, back to their hometown or college, and so I am left here with time to kill alone.
After wandering in the new Aspen Museum by my own-self for about an hour, I realized that this museum is a culmination of all my learnings here at the Festival. Creativity should be valued above all else. Imagination is not for the faint-hearted. You must feel it so intensely, and not fear it at all---and love it and follow it. That is how you become an artist. The traditional ways are not going to survive without a bit of hybrid genetics. While nature is to be marveled at, modern architecture is also a view of its own. In the same way, if classical art is nature, then modern art is not only the future, but the present. I do not want to be caught behind anymore. It's time to forge my own. Seal the deal with my own thoughts, words, kiss, and embrace.
Craziness aside, Aspen was the single most exciting thing that's happened to me. I am so Thankful to God and my Family for this opportunity.
The many dogs here are amazing. I love