What if Life Imitates the Arts out of sheer convenience rather than Art Imitating Life?
As in: Why Reinvent the Wheel…For instance, who is Your favorite Mouseketeer? Mine is Annette Funicello from the original Disney cast. I’m 40, which means SHE is my all time fave due to reruns rather than the pop culture trend of my childhood. This makes me wonder about so many of the things in life we currently accept as “ours” and the validity to our claims as to what “inspired” us to create. Perhaps, Conspire would be a better word in some cases. But, then again, why reinvent the wheel?