I am an artist.

Content.

I am not an "Instagram artist". I am an artist.

What I mean by that is, our cultural allowance for instantaneous gratification and entertainment is poisonous to the creative mind.

Do not get lost in the artificial, arrhythmic reality we falsify through our devices. There is higher validity elsewhere. Privacy has become a rarity. We don't realize how much oversharing and exposure we enable, I am no less guilty to this.

But let's step back into the creative mindset for a moment.

While I do believe there are some really great platforms to display my work, and there is importance in doing so [sharing your work] I cannot physically create work at the pace of how quickly we consume it. Time is a huge ingredient in preserving good work.

Consumption of the novelty artists have puffed up in their displays of artwork for the commonwealth may be the spark for their demise. Burnout. Protecting your process must be at the forefront of your practice, artists.

We need to remember that sharing our work is different to giving our work to the people that cannot understand it face on. There is an importance to the tradition of privacy. Share it in your pilgrimage to apprentice the public in learning how to receive it. Not for sole entertainment but for history, heritage, and respect. We will loose a generation of artists if we lead them to only focus on what a shell of success looks like.

Remind yourself and your neighbors that preserving the ingredient of time, time with self, time alone with your work, and time to digest what you make before exposing yourself is the most critical for a healthy practice.