Doc Franklyn: ‘ Excellent story .... so all in all, it wasn’t in him, as it were, to be the Artist, it didn't ring his bell - but he certainly had something to do, and we all need something to do; to be getting on with, to work for…for most it's the family, but often things are simply distractions from a complex of undefined unhappyness - did you know that one of the definitions of happiness is to be distracted by being absorbed in something?.
Me: ‘Yes, distraction to hide dissatisfaction is a different thing altogether, I understand your meaning as coming from Buddhist philosophy …about perceiving what you are paying attention to differently.’
Dr Franklyn: ‘ Yes indeed, that’s the kind of thing, but there are a few different sources of the idea, Plato for instance has it that the virtue of happiness is the by product of a life well-lived, and so on…’
Me: Looking at my watch ‘Doc, I’m sorry …short time today because if I don’t get home in thirty minutes, my life isn’t going to be well lived, Glo’ has arranged something…. Look, can we meet up in a few days, I wanted to talk about Damian Hirst’s latest Scull thing as well – and I know you did too – I’ll ring you.
Doc raised his hands – ‘No problem, time always runs away with us, and now that you mention the time… I aught to be getting over to the Europa – I said I’d read there tonight, I hope they’re ready for some full on Schwitters.
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