Have you ever found yourself wondering why no one likes your art or reads your blog? It’s a question I used to think about a lot when I was younger and it wasn’t until a few years ago that I flipped the question around — why don’t I like the art of other people?
The answer to that question is obvious. We’re not obligated to like anything and we actively despise being told what music to like or who to fall in love with. It’s for that same reason that we can’t demand that people love our work just because we made it. Heck, the mere suggestion of that sounds appallingly totalitarian.
It’s hard to become cognisant of the fact that there’s a difference in the way that we see ourselves and the way that others see us. Obviously the same goes both ways; the way that we see other people is not how they see themselves.
When it comes to artistic pursuits we’re both critics and creators; the important thing is to recognise that and to let those two aspects of ourselves understand one another. Putting yourself in the shoes of the reader when you’re reading back on your blog posts will probably reveal all kinds of mistakes and problems.
You could argue that the opinions of others shouldn’t be taken into account and that’s a valid point. However, I’m not interested in defending a position further than it is useful — there’s nothing wrong with pursuing the acceptance of others as long as you don’t sacrifice your integrity along the way.
Anyway, that’s all for now.