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RE: Talk Channel: "Comment or ask a question"/ Comente o pregunte (week 271) in the WOX

in WORLD OF XPILAR3 months ago

All my work has been, almost to the margin, in my country (which is also another dimension), so the earnings for the work have been more than ridiculous. I have not written a line thinking of earning anything. The artist has the need to create, at least in my case, and some that I know. In fact, almost all great works have been from the use of some human disadvantage. Do you know any millionaire (rich by default) who would wake up one day from his laziness and write The Tell-Tale Heart?
Or would paint Van Gogh's Sunflowers, or would you be that struggling artist, who as Oscar Wilde said:

“Art is individualism, and individualism is a disturbing and disintegrating force. Therein lies its immense value. For what is sought is to disrupt the monotony of type, the slavery of dress, the tyranny of habit, and the reduction of man to the level of a machine.”

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 3 months ago (edited)

Everything is relative in this life, but many things go according to our interests. I think it's fine for you to write without thinking about what you can earn; therefore, when we have these thoughts, it doesn't matter where I publish it or what rewards I may obtain, since the only thing that satisfies us is the act of writing. If we want something more, we must change. If we don't see the desired results, there are other art-related communities where we can try our luck.

Each person fulfills their role autonomously, just as we can't force a painter to write a poem, we can't tell investors to support the work of others.

The truth is, in such a vast world, we can't expect to be the center of attention, unless we work at it.

I once heard a speaker say, "The one who sells the most isn't always the best, but the one who makes themselves known the most."

I have seen this statement to be true several times.

Other art related communities? Can you give me the names?

The one who sells most... So if it comes to it art doesn't count or has to be rewarded cause the big mouth at the market place sells more than the artist painting underneath an oak this scenery.
Conclusion: if you shout, rude, mention steemcurator01 and 02 you are rewarded, if you follow the rules produce something good you are laughed at and told that art has no price and the love for art counts.

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 3 months ago 

Well, unfortunately, many artists who know how to paint aren't fortunate enough to receive support—I'm talking all over the world. I've seen many settle for painting murals or standing in a popular plaza selling a few paintings at a low price so they don't go home empty-handed.

There are several artists at WOX, and we always look for ways to support them to the best of our ability. When I'm part of a curatorial team, I always use the #art hashtag to support some posts.

Individualism is a threat even if the individualist doesn't feel the need to reign or get filthy rich. Pencils and papers should be paid though like a few meals per week, mine are free mainly at work. Am not complaining. I don't need the car to stay alive and a "hobby" may cost a bit sacrifice but what's the point sharing art, make a platform look better if no one cares? There are better platforms for artists with more support/critics. Stress isn't a kick to everyone, the pressure being the machine

The artist has the need to create,

I wrote this many times, you are one of the few saying this. Does it mean it is rare or we are a rare breed?

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It means we love, art, for art's sake. And we're not thinking about writing a beloved journal. Although I should finish painting and change my muse. Write. Dear Diary. It seems that children are not brought by storks or anything... they are made by the grown-ups... in the rooms.... (with the permission of the master G. Vidal) I take your words of nomad.
Or maybe. Dear diary.
I keep the body of this pig, which drooled on me, in the basement. The flies have integrated, gradually, into the landscape. The kitchen keeps me busy between incense, to alleviate the stink. Potatoes, they can't grow in the dark. I can imagine the terrible decomposition and the infernal language of these flies coming out of their mouths.

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Potatoes could grow in the dark but in the end they need light. How about ordering a bulldozer and flattening the house to arrange that? Would anyone dig up the body or look for crushed by bricks and zinc on a rainy day?
Diary, I forgot to tell you there's a guy laying around at the river site. You know the one Devil found...

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