Why make art?

For personal pleasure? It’s fine but not enough. At least not for me. I feel that either I create something which is of no benefit for others – then I am just wasting time – or whatever I am doing must be shared, ripples should be initiated.

For profit? I want to have an income. In fact I feel very inferior without it. Hubby is earnings a living, my mother does and my grandmother did. What’s wrong with me? Yet it is disgusting to work for money only. It is “selling the soul”. I could train myself to paint pretty pictures that sell, all in the same style – but this job wouldn’t be more rewarding than swiping floors in Tesco.

There must be another way. Being creative, giving some joy to others and doing something meaningful which hopefully could make the world at least a tiny bit better. ..

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