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I had no proof that I had the stuff to be an artist, though I hungered to be one.

Patti Smith

What a model of an artist was for me was an artist who worked. Picasso was the ultimate model, because the work ethic he had.
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Artist Ethic Morale Work
Will you pretend you’re my boyfriend?
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Assume Boyfriend Hope Pretend
One day we’ll go in together, and the work will be ours.
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Day One Together Work
I’ve lost many, many friends through natural causes, through alcohol, through drugs, through AIDS. And every time I lose a friend or a loved one, it reminds me how great life is.
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Alcohol Causes Drug
In my low periods, I wondered what was the point of creating art. For whom? Are we animating God? Are we talking to ourselves? And what was the ultimate goal? To have one’s work caged in art’s great zoos – the Modern, the Met, the Louvre?
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Animate Art Period Talk Zoo
My father came a couple of times, but he always blamed his hearing loss on my loud amplifiers. So he didn’t come anymore, but I had his support.
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Couple Father Loss
Life isn’t some vertical or horizontal line — you have your own interior world, and it’s not neat.
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Horizontal Lines Neat World
The film [Dream of Life] doesn’t hide anything, except maybe moments of sorrow or darkness that belonged to me.
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Darkness Dream Sorrow
Trust is everything between two artists, or between subject and artist. You have to have trust or nothing good will come out of it.
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Artist Nothing Subject Two
Desire is hunger is the fire I breathe, love is a banquet on which we feed.
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Fire Love Romantic
Remember, we are mortal, but poetry is not.
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Mortals Poetry Remember
I’m okay with roaming around the world in my bunk for days on end. Maybe every third day I’ll get a shower or stumble out at dawn and realize I’m in a field in Poland. I like that kind of life.
PATTI SMITH

Around Dawn Roaming World
With the death of Robert Mapplethorpe, I had lost my main collaborator in taking photographs. So I didn’t know who to work with.
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Collaborator Lost Photograph
So my last image was as the first. A sleeping youth cloaked in light, who opened his eyes with a smile of recognition for someone who had never been a stranger.
PATTI SMITH

Eye Light Recognition Sleep
I had no proof that I had the stuff to be an artist, though I hungered to be one.
PATTI SMITH

Artist Hungered Proof Stuff
I felt alien my whole life but I didn’t feel alien because of my gender. Other people made me aware of my gender.
PATTI SMITH

Alien Gender People

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