From a series of 3 NFTs.
Art and value. Value and life. Everything is out of whack. In the digital era there are more "artists" working to get rich and famous than there are simply enjoying making art. Dealers, galleries, etc are all hungry to make their millions. In a few short years we went from romanticizing the starving artist, the pure soul, the person who created because they wanted to create to idolizing the flash in the pan, disposable yet glamorous overnight millionaire. Then a pandemic put us all on the couch for a year. Too much internet happened, and then more. We did weird things. NFTs became a thing. Now everyone is scrambling to catch up. I don't want to scramble. I want to ...