Work for the Joy of a Thankless Job

Being an artist most of the time is pretty disappointing. Nobody really buys my art. I sure do get a lot of “likes” but not much monetary gain. This guy tonight told me he’d like my art more if it was bigger and done with paint and, basically, not done by me. I have closets, drawers and portfolios full of art that I was excited to think of, create, show the world, try to sell, put in a box and forget about. Most of my art is like a fart in the wind. For one brief second it will make an impact and then you’ll forget all about it.