Ja nisam umetnik / I Am Not An Artist

! This post was written long ago. What you're reading is not necessarily how I feel about things in 2017. This blog was started by an 18-year-old in 2001. Please, keep that in mind before you freak out.

I kept on looking at three people who are a part of everyday life in this big city- two women and one man and they inspired me. Thank you, all three of you. Your idiocy moves me to great heights, yet I'm not too good for your blasé world....and a bunch of others' blasé worlds, but it was you who helped me realised that, this very month.

Ja nisam umetnik

Nisam provela ceo dan pokušavajući da svima objasnim koliko sam posebna zbog svog ukusa.

Nisam pričala sama sa sobom pred celim svetom o stvarima koje skoro niko ne razume, kako bih im dokazala da sam bolja od njih.

Nisam se pojavila da čitam hvalospev o seksu i drogama, sa pivom i cigaretom u ruci.

Ne pljujem one koji svi pljuju, pljujem one koje niko ne pljuje.

Ne živim za to da odredim šta je kreativno, a šta isuviše racionalno da bi bilo kreativno.

Nisam počela da govorim ružne reči na sav glas, kad sam videla da sve ostalo ne pali.

Sram da me bude.

Ja nisam umetnik.


I Am Not An Artist

I didn't spend an entire day trying to explain everyone how special I am solely for my taste.

I didn't talk to myself in front of the whole world about things they barely understand, in order to prove them I'm better.

I didn't come along to read a praise of sex and drugs, with beer and a cigarette in my hand.

I don't bash those who are bashed by everyone, just those nobody bashes.

I don't live to determine what is creative and what is too rational to be creative.

I didn't start saying bad words out loud having seen that nothing else gets attention.

Shame on me.

I am not an artist.

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