I am a member of a book club/poetry group and it got me thinking. Why have I chosen the artists/writers I have over the years? Having grown up in an environment such as mine-teachers-specifically English teacher, Microbiologist and Art teacher I can understand some of the choices I have made.
Classic such as Jane Austen, The Bronte Sisters, Edith Wharton, Monet, Georgia O'Keefe, Ansel Adams, Robert Frost.
But some of the choices I have made are unusual. Sylvia Path (in turn, worrying my mother), Diane Arbus, Frida Kahlo, Truman Capote, Anne Sexton, Van Gogh and Gauguin. Suicide, tragic deaths and lives.
As an artist myself, I was never really the tragic soul I thought I should be.