It's very hard to make art in a society where it is deeply ingrained that the serious work of your life is making money for other people and taking care of your loved ones, and art is a slightly self-indulgent hobby for yourself.
Literally a male coworker in the 90s, when I quit to make jewelry full time, said, what are you gonna do when you grow up. I made it 7 years and then got sick of it and went into IT. 🤷🏼‍♀️ Where I suppose I was an uber adult
Goes back all the way to pre-hinduistic varnas… 🤷🏻‍♂️
Plus the hyperbolic discounting of “Oh, what a gorgeous cathedral! What a nice painting” — CENTURIES after the artists needed to hear those words and maybe get a bit of food and shelter.
Van Gogh? Rembrandt? Mozart? Tarkovsky?
Every musician/band/group/DJ/singer I’ve ever danced to made it far enough along for their art to eventually make it to my ears - and move my feets
Their 45 and 33-1/3 vinyl, 8-tracks, cassettes, CDs all made it out into the world and into my world
My hats off to any artist that plows their path
I would aver that *any* act of creation has benefit-peripheral and directly-to improving life and conforms to the notion of “leave the place a bit nicer than it was when you first arrived.”