Disclaimer: I know I’m dredging up a long dismissed argument from 10 years ago, and discussing it in all the same tone as people did back then, despite everyone having moved on. My core thesi…
What shocked me when I started doing adult art as a side gig was just how gratious people were. People were so happy to have their needs met that they would go out of their way to tell me how much it meant to them. In all my years as an artist I dont think I’ve ever had anyone, never mind multiple people, tell me that something I made had quantifiably improved their lives. It kind of shifted my whole view on the function of art.
Yeah, it’s my favourite part of the job, I’ve never felt like I’ve actually provided something valuable for people before I started drawing adult art. Every job I had before that it always felt like the public only ever saw me as a “food dispenser” (I used to be a chef) and had 0 respect for the people who made their lunch every day. I was little more than a vending machine to them. I know that feeling isn’t surprising to literally anyone here, but it is actually incredible how much my life has improved since I started working doing something I enjoy that people appreciate. Capitalism is a fuck and I hate how wretched a commodity the working class has become.
What shocked me when I started doing adult art as a side gig was just how gratious people were. People were so happy to have their needs met that they would go out of their way to tell me how much it meant to them. In all my years as an artist I dont think I’ve ever had anyone, never mind multiple people, tell me that something I made had quantifiably improved their lives. It kind of shifted my whole view on the function of art.
Yeah, it’s my favourite part of the job, I’ve never felt like I’ve actually provided something valuable for people before I started drawing adult art. Every job I had before that it always felt like the public only ever saw me as a “food dispenser” (I used to be a chef) and had 0 respect for the people who made their lunch every day. I was little more than a vending machine to them. I know that feeling isn’t surprising to literally anyone here, but it is actually incredible how much my life has improved since I started working doing something I enjoy that people appreciate. Capitalism is a fuck and I hate how wretched a commodity the working class has become.