Old man’s rambling – Essay

I’ve traveled around and seen a little bit of the world and I’ve come to realise a few things, the first is that the world is beautiful as long as you experience it alone. Other people poison your experience, you see, unless it’s a very special sort of person that likes the same things you do. As you might’ve guessed, doing things my way is very important to me. I don’t regret ever attaching myself to someone else (so far), not that I’m a catch or anything, I’m selfish and probably hopeless but I don’t want to feel bad about being useless, so I’m alone, feeling good.

The second thing I’ve come to realise is that the only thing anyone ever cares about is what you do for a living, unless they are a parent, then they only care about children. This logic can be applied to many things, of course, but those two are the two main ones, I think. If you say you’re and artist or a writer, they’ll ask, with 99% certainty, if you’re making a living doing it, because that’s what’s interesting about it! I’m making it sound like this really bugs me but it is what it is, it isn’t even that offensive to be honest, everyone is trying to make it, it’s what everyone can relate to and art is the thing that keeps burning in everyone, no matter how stone cold you might seem or dead inside. Why wouldn’t that be interesting?

Art is more than making it, though, art is a way to express beauty in anything, in the most sad or disturbing ways. It does even have to be good art to strike a core, though, if it’s bad, it’s pretentious and nothing is worse than being pretentious. What do I mean by that? Well, think of it this way; a kid start drawing, right? It’s not good but that doesn’t mean it’s not honest. Bad art is a way to cheat the system and it speaks to other non-artists that didn’t make it but seeing bad art selling for millions… maybe they could in the end?

Being able to do good art is proof that you understand the thing that you’re trying to convey. The only thing I’ve always ever wanted was to understand the things around me, though I had a period where I just avoided the world because it was easier. Most people do what’s easier. Accomplishment comes when you have something tangible that you’re good at A sold painting or a published book, it has to be sold in some capacity though, otherwise the accomplishment feels hollow. But that doesn’t mean the small things can’t make you feel accomplished. I feel accomplished when I finish reading a book, make another blog post, or finish a drawing. It’s small and doesn’t last very long but it’s a step in the right direction.

The good thing about art is that it’s a companion that will last forever. You’ll never get bored about making art, as long as you’re not complacent and as long as you’re curious. You’ll never be as good as you want to be because you’ll be dead before then. Not that I have to prove anything to myself, I’ll always do what feels right and if doing art is another way of observing existence, I’m alright with that, and maybe, If one observe the flow of time long enough, you don’t get caught up in it.

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