Everyone will tell you to grow your audience. Focus on subscribers. Get bigger. Increase market share. Be for everybody. Be liked. Be loved.
But nothing gives me more pleasure these days than when I notice someone unsubscribe from my email list. Why? Because it means I’m not for everyone. It means I’m forming a point of view. A strong opinion. I’m picking a side. A side that’s not for everyone. It’s exactly what art is supposed to do.
Can a piece of paper create more connection than a wifi-enabled digital device when it comes to art?
Loss is difficult; we often like what we had more than what we may have. But how do we know unless we make space for the new in our lives?
Is my aversion to change about my wanting to be consistent? Or, am I actually being resistant and am I losing something because of that?
There is joy and satisfaction found in the manipulation of and creation in the physical world
What do reviews really tell us about the work? Does it matter who’s reviewing?
