On Instagram, fantasy land and the lure of big audiences.
It's so wildly easy to go astray when all the world is aligned against nuance, depth and anything requiring focus.
Like growing as a person. or, hell, even growing as an artist.
How did we get here?
Here being: Where "Artists" work for likes. Where everyone is playing on the same terms, most of which are limiting terms--such as, no nudity, must be compelling at 3" in size, must be-Lord forgive me-Advertising friendly. Must compel immediate engagement, lest no engagement should follow or worse still engagement be lost entirely.
Here being: Artists working for mega tech companies to lure half bored but well trained viewers to sit through endless scrolls of ads.
How'd I ever end up here.
We all want to think we're mavericks or trailblazers and I'm suddenly self conscious about my words but I do buck at the slightest feel of mis-applied control. it's reactive and not actually something I'm proud of. Also, fwiw, not a great way to avoid tickets where a cop might've had some latitude …
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