The Struggle of an Artist

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The truth is that it's not easy to be an artists and divide time between art, loved ones and social media.

Next to Steemit I stay in daily touch with several people. We share our art, ideas, thoughts, the sleepless nights and indeed our struggles. Struggles if it comes to the needed materials, staying alive while carrying the responsibilities for others, the neverending longing to create remains while dragging ourselves through the day with a head filled with ideas, worries, painful experiences, at times depressions and all those thoughts about things we love to try out if only...

It's a luxury to spend a day focused on art, alone, without being disturbed. Even one or two hours seems to be hard. It's even harder if you have to clean up and put away everything after a set time, because duty calls, others complain, and one or two hours of sleep is what you can get at most if you go for a nap without delay.

Frequently it feels as if the price paid is too high, esoecialkyif the reward is low, ZERO.
It's not just a thought, but reality no matter how sad it is. The fact is an artist will continue to create: words, thoughts, ideas change into fluid art, stories, poems, sculptures, photographs, music, lyrics, songs, films,fashion and digital art if artists have the time to try, find their way in expressing emotions, ideas, send vibes to the world.

Those you avoid, call the chaotic ones, the weirdos. All those you laugh at, say about they will never make a decent income, a chance to be someone, they are the future, the bringers of inspiration, positive vibes, the inventors and the ones colouring lives.

Imagine life, your life without one single colour, one sign of art, without music, film, inventions. No phone, no camera, no fashion. What would life look like without all those artists struggling, in thiughts, stumbling through life?

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