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  • Writer's pictureLester Dela Cruz

Practicing Art Without An Audience

Updated: Apr 5, 2023

In the age of the internet, we're all busy pretending our lives are a glitzy, glamour-filled ride on the fabulous train. One scroll through social media and it's like we've stepped into a world where everyone's life is a non-stop party. Naturally, we want everyone to believe we're on that train too, right? But let's face it, most of our lives are more like a leisurely stroll down "Normal Lane." So what do we do when our not-so-glamorous life doesn't make the cut? We curl up in a ball of self-defeat and do nothing, of course! No skin in the game, no need to compare.

Now, as a maker myself, I often find myself trapped in the endless vortex of social media envy. You know, that feeling when someone's got better creativity, more resources, or a higher IQ? Instead of focusing on my own artistic genius, I end up wallowing in the misery of what I don't have. It's like a never-ending pity party.

But recently, I've started to change my tune. I'm creating stuff without giving a hoot about who's watching. I'm embracing my creations as my own personal love letters to the universe. Just me, my tools, and a burning desire to leave a little piece of myself behind. This way, I can actually enjoy the process of creating and focus on the present moment (what a concept!).

And guess what? It's been a game-changer. No more anxiety about my work stacking up against those Instagram all-stars. No more fretting about what I know and don't know. And definitely no more rushing to share my masterpieces before they're ready. It's just me, leaving a breadcrumb trail of my existence, like a creative Hansel or Gretel. And that, my friends, is more than enough.

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