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Dennis Gilkey: Stephen Affleck reminds us, in his art and in his words, that there is nothing more important to the human spirit than creation.

That is why art--painting, music, dance, poetry--is so important to us humans. It stirs our creative passions, without which life is routine, and without which we stop growing, learning, dreaming.

For the artist, it is the sine qua non of life. For all of us, it is the stimulus that releases our imaginations.
Katie Vance: How do you explain the things in life worth nothing? My opinion?
There is not a measure that can made for the meaning of art.
Steve (and his paintings) allows a person to be his or her own self. We each have our own painting when looking at Stephen's work.

Companies rarely allow a person to be, with out dictating a policy.
Family feels that they can tell you what to see, hear, believe, and feel with a backbone reasoning of love.
Lovers think for you, before you talk, anticipate what you will say, ready to rebut your latest dream or thought.
Friends tell you how to live based upon their experiences, and spoken as a caring peer.
Don't fall in love, it hurts. Don't take this class in college it teaches you nothing.
Don't date her.
Don't have sex with him.
How rare is it that a person's mind works on their own these days? We read and have an idea for a while then it leaves.

We have a core to our being. Steve promotes our core.
It is a relieving, comforting, exhilarating, freeing, shocking explosion of energy through my body when I am given a gift of my own thoughts, passions, beliefs, visions and opinions. That is what Stephen Affleck's work reminds me I have.


It's no longer just his. He reminds you of each moment in your life when you feel or have felt your deepest feelings.

That is fucking art!

Steve I love you with all my heart.

Kate
Jason Hall: So really, what is the entire purpose of it all anyways? I mean, you get out, you finally walk around, talk a little bit, try to fuck, and make a nickel or two in the meantime. Maybe it truly is the small stuff that makes the world tick and tock. Electric shocks. Horseradish. Fluffy beds. Feta cheese. There is truly a dichotomy involved in the whole mix. Do you really like the feta without the electric shocks? I doubt it's even feasible.

So maybe it is the small stuff contrasted with the bigger picture that makes everyone happy. And therein lies the beauty of art. It's the crappy art that makes something good. But you must experience good art to know the crappy. Circular. Like a spinning wheel throwing out its thread. Yeah, I dig the shit contained herein. Makes me feel more apt to take the horseradish with my beef...