That's the part of the lyrics I have always struggled with. On the one hand I love looking back. I am fond of telling stories. My young adulthood was a most magical time and I mine it for smiles all the time. But I think Dylan was talking about a woman who didn't bother with regrets. And while I have no regrets from high school or college, I have looked back over the last decade or so and wondered if the song lyrics still pertain to me.
I discovered theatre in high school. Freshman year in college I wandered over to the theatre building and that's where I spent all my time for the next year and a half. I was
certainly too quiet and self conscious to take acting classes, but I
felt right at home in the design/tech part of a production. I loved the
creativity. Designing sets is a combination of
drafting skill and artistry. Costuming is a combination of sewing skills and creativity. And building sets, painting backdrops, sewing costumes with a bunch of dedicated folks is absolute heaven -- no matter how late you have to be there!
However, the reason I love the lyrics is they were the first time someone told me I was an artist. I had a friend. I met him that freshman year in theatre design class. He was an artist and hip and experienced and someone I felt amazingly connected to. He really made me feel special. We'd go to a party and I always knew where he was, we'd catch each others eye and smile at some private joke. We'd jump into each others conversations from the across the room without skipping a beat. At least that is how I remember it. I never thought it would go anywhere -- like marriage or children, but I loved being in his company and he was always a lot of fun. He was someone I felt comfortable talking to and sharing my feelings. Since I was usually tongue-tied around guys I liked, this was a revelation! We stayed friends all through college.
I don't remember exactly how it came about, but I must have been bemoaning the fact that I wasn't an artist and I wish I was, or something like that. And my friend quoted Dylan, "She's got everything she needs/she's an artist/she don't look back." That's you, he said. Art is a state of mind. You are an artist because of who you
are, not what you do.
Powerful stuff.
Thursday, August 1, 2013
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