along the way it became impossible to ignore the fact that it's not skill, not energy, not effort, not anything else reasonable that makes you successful in the arts but time and place. Privilege and luck. I still make art despite that. But I'm pissed about it. I don't get how anybody wouldn't be.

I wouldn't be so disgusted by it if they didn't profit off it too. Or produce technology designed to replace our output (WITH OUR OUTPUT,) to fill the need we fill in our society that they refuse to fill by properly investing in any of us. I used to think I simply wasn't good enough but somewhere...

It’s so wild these fucking people took away the ability to so much as realistically imagine realistically artist hard work or even metaphorical lottery tickets can get people ahead and they’re baffled when people just say 「 fuck it 」