Why I quit art making.
I started making art in the idealism of youth. I started for the same reason that made me want to be a firefighter as a boy. I wanted to be a hero. Young and naïve I wanted to one day make a film that opened eyes, paint a masterpiece that was awe inspiring, write something life changing. With time though you learn these things never really change lives. They simply become conversation points and trophies of intellect. They are quickly washed away by life. If you’re looking for beauty or something sublime to make you feel alive and connected, you only have to go for a walk, ride a bike, or have a beer with friends.
- this is just a rant.
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