As an artist, I’ve been most unkindly accused on
occasion of being
“stuck in the past.” This strange and unprovoked criticism mystified me
for a long time. I realize now that these comments are a natural
reaction from those who are adherents to, and heavily invested in, the cult of the new— those who believe
better than everything old. As for me, what I actually do is walk a
eager to embrace the new when superior, satisfied to be faithful to the old when unsurpassed.
What you see here will give comfort to my critics but who cares about