The Tango Into Eternity

This is NOT an extract from my book!

In a recent post I mentioned that one of the motivations of the artist is an unconscious exhibitionistic streak-a desire to expose his "nakedness" and that in doing so he will always find the voyeur who will engage him in that metaphoric tango, which he seeks…

Let’s pause for a while and capture the images in our minds.
Picture the exhibitionist and the voyeur both engaged in a tango-with the celestial music playing in the background-as they waltz away on a stage, which is bereft of the limitations of time and space.

I will not make any references to dictionary definitions of “exhibitionism” and “voyeurism” because that would be too pedestrian…too prosaic. I prefer instead to engage our fantasies-for that is the true calling of the artist-to transform the mundane with the tools of his trade into something exciting…something exotic.

So, picture for a moment longer the tango of the reader and the read.
The words speak to you across the limitations of space and time; the voice of it will be heard even unto tomorrow and will continue to echo in your soul’s way past the day, when the writer has taken his bow from this corporeal stage…

That is the metaphorical Tango I talk about-the tango, which inspires those of us who dare to call ourselves Wordsmiths…and who through our words, bare our souls to the world, not caring what really happens to the words once they have been created.

And that is why the Wordsmith is an exhibitionist; his pleasure is not really from being read, but in being able to set the words free…