Art for sale. Art for money. Art should not be driven by money. Art should be made to tell a story. Art should be made because the artist can’t not make it. It should be a part of them as a person.
I can sleep well for the rest of my life never having sold a single piece of art. I have come this far.
I still make art. I still create.
I do it because I have to. I do it because there is an inherit need in me to express what I can’t in words. Even writing this seems fucking stupid. I am explaining what I thought when I made this piece, but it’s shit. It means nothing.
The visual is all that matters. This image on the right, that is the point.