Or so I say...

I tend to focus here on writing, and mostly writing about other people’s creative work.

I do art every day, which I categorize as de-stress, mainly because a) it helps me de-stress and b) nobody is soliciting it and it doesn’t have to have an audience that is not me. Sometimes those are light, surreal landscapes or abstract designs, and sometimes they’re bitter cartoons.

And, I make music or little movies whenever I can, which is not often because those require sound and I live with people who do not necessarily want to hear me work stuff out.

I do video and sound stuff for money, too, but those tend to be n̶o̶r̶m̶a̶l̶ commercial. Like my graphic design or art stuff, most of the for money is advertisement, flyers for events, recordings of events. When on my own terms, I can do whatever I want, and I tend to. Possibly more so than I need to.

The orange image there is part of my palm with some adjustment. Part of the music is run backwards and part is as played. I make no effort to explain what “Tires 25” means. I know what the entire thing, visual and audio, means for me. Even if it gets five clicks over five years, I know I can go back and check it out.

It is more important for me to make art for myself, and that you make art for yourself, than it is, really, for art to be made by others for me. That may not be late-stage-capitalism sensible, but I think it is healthy.

I can appreciate the lyrics or delivery of lyric in music or movie, but I don’t really care about it. Many movies might be improved by the removal of the dialogue, and certainly the majority of sitcoms would. Or, so I say. If I even believe it, who knows.

You speculate more when you have less power, if you are responsible. Or, so I say.