Of course, it’s a whole nother world for those of us who do not profit from it financially- and sometimes still manage to produce work that may not set the world afire, but still manages to speak on its own level, to its own audience, on its own terms.

For some practitioners, it’s a temporary fix, for others who put in the time (as in years and decades), it’s obviously a matter of passion, obsession, necessity- particularly when there’s only a modicum of recognition to be had in a medium whose main reason for existence is to be seen and noticed en masse.

Do it long enough without the perks and encouragement that most creatives thrive under, and yes, you do it for the love of what you’re doing, wherever it does, or doesn’t take you. You may one day yet be “discovered,” for the proverbial fifteen minutes, or long after you’ve departed this mortal coil. Then again, your work may truly suck… today, tomorrow, always. One can only make the determination to persevere, and whether it’s worth the doing.