Why do I make art?
“The universe is a cruel uncaring void. The key to being happy isn’t to search for meaning. Just keep yourself busy with unimportant nonsense and eventually you’ll be dead.”
Mr Peanut Butter – Bojack Horseman.
I think that art is my distraction. Distracting myself from reality by looking at how unimportant it is through a frenzied consumption of pop culture, narcissism and self loathing.
Art is an escape from the fact that there is no reason for the universe. It is a distraction. It often comes in disguise in the form of a search for meaning in the universe.
I make art because I have no responsibility to the universe. I cannot fight the machine of the world. The only thing I feel I can do is annoy it, cause minor inconveniences. Maybe leave its front gate open,
Im not fighting for a cause. I’m not representing a movement. Im not trying to mimic the art of the past. Im just a person who has realised his place in the universe.
So why do I make art?