I think as an aspiring writer/artist, the dilemma becomes: whose standards dictate what art I can make? Many today complain that there's not enough imagination in stories anymore, not enough bold or daring flights of fancy. How can there be if we don't feel we can go wherever our creativity leads us. I have no desire to offend anyone, but I also don't want to be stifled. Where is the middle ground where we all can be happy? It's not easy to find that ground these days.
Sorry to be too philosophical. I guess as long as I produce art only online for my friends, I don't really need to worry. But others with higher aspirations could have problems.
Sorry to be too philosophical. I guess as long as I produce art only online for my friends, I don't really need to worry. But others with higher aspirations could have problems.