To all victims of child abuse, in particular those surviving in the streets tonight. I Was Like You. I advocate crafting art pieces by hand, heart, eye and soul like some Beat swamp coot in the bushes, then selling your pieces in the "street" (and by that, I mean, "E-street to Broadway"). This will get you off the "street-street," and build a life. I advocate this, because it's what worked for me and I don't know anything else.

Today, young artists can make good money, because the more high tech things become, the more valuable True Art Objects become. True Craft was never thrown away really, just driven back into the forest where it came from to begin with, then starved nearly to death, (because the forest was shrinking), and I might add, driven back by a bunch of pimple-booted chump-changers who never made an honest object in their lily-livered lives.

If you want to "make it" in the arts today, you must ramrod your backbone, fasten it down with stainless steel wing-nuts and lock-washers, then charge out of the forest with the good stuff, ALIVE!

Nerve is essential.

Aggression is key. Aggression in art, didn't used to be key, but it is now.

So even if the pain of child abuse never completely heals, at least, making art with your hands and heart, coupled with "making something of your life," will transmute much pain into appreciation, and there is a lot of good to be said for that.

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