Basically artists just want to do what they love, forever, without having to make money any other way. They want to get up, create, go to sleep, oh and eat. If people like what they do great, if they don’t great.
They don’t want to attend social events to get ‘known’, or make contacts that could give them leads in the art world. They know they should, but being silent seems much more productive. Talking about one’s work seems irrational, as it doesn’t mean what they say it does, the moment after they say it. Explaining such things to people can feel like paper scrunching up inside. Odd and crunchy.
When they do socialise, they like to talk about leaf formations, shoe laces, wigs and toe nails. Not art.
The money side of art is somewhat an art in itself. Putting a value of something, that is infinitely invaluable. Reflecting valuable infinity. The process, though, transcends worlds. The currency of artistic process is light speeds away from monopoly money. It is here, where the true value lies.
Leading others to artistic process, is leading others to peace.
And if peace is not what we are all looking for, then pinch me silly.