Why sacrifice yourself for art?
Dawn Notes no.13
Planes floating away, But here I am writing again.
Hi again, I am slightly late with this post. It is very interesting how I commit to doing something only to then figure that I don't want to do it anymore a couple of days or weeks later. Why can't I stick to doing the things that I seem to enjoy?
The only thing that stuck for a while was music. I have been making music since I was like a 14 year old or something. But even that eventually dwindled. I keep saying to myself that I will get back to it, and I probably will (ironic, see), but I have only made music/done anything related to music like a few times in the last three years. Which is okay, of course. Hobbies are a thing. And they can come and go. But my complexion as a person wants to be a artist, but also not. Like I see myself doing art and things related to it, but also just other life things. And it is quite difficult when most of the art people that are celebrated or talked about are the people who "dedicate their lives to the craft" or "sacrifice themselves for art" and that gets a lot of praise. But, really, fuck that shit. I can also just enjoy the act of art without it being some pretend noble cause or path of righteousness.
Don't get me wrong, I respect intensely the people who make it work and actually put in the hours to make something that they deem great or good. And everyone should get the chance to do something like that.
Rambling over. See you tomorrow.