Tunes in my head: Tela by Phish
Atmosphere: Sleepy
Why are we compelled to create art?
What exactly is that magical feeling we get when we've created something truly great?
Do we do it for the misty eyed moments when we're playing the melodic jam of our lives?
Do we create for the purpose of writing lines that amuse?
Artistry is a tough thing to create.
So many try, so few succeed.
So few actually create something worth crying over, laughing for, engaging with.
Most of modern art is disposable. It's listened to for three minutes and forgotten promptly thereafter.
Why do we still create, then?
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Probably so we can boast about it and say "Hey, look what I can do / have done". Yes, aren't I a cynical bastard sometimes.
This isn't always the case of course. If I try modelling something in Blender it'll be because I'm genuinely interested in what I'm doing. Others might not be, and I may not be very good, but I learn from and enjoy the experience.
I'm also thinking all the time, just quietly, Hey, you guys. Look what I can do. :)
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