Sometimes I feel that tragedy is an integral feature of my artistic activity. Why? Because I will never find out my Art’s effect on posterity.
But haven’t you already achieved something regarding your photography? You already had two photographic exhibitions; you sold your artworks and finished your remarkable graduation work with the highest degree in which you immortalized your Brother. Finally, you run your website, where you write a lot of text. Also, you made many new friends, thanks to your passion. Can’t you say that you have already seen a natural effect on your artistic activities?
Undoubtedly you could ask me, my Dear Friend.
Unfortunately, the answer is not straightforward. You are right. All the things you mentioned are real. You said all successes which, indeed, I already achieved. But there is the other side of the coin.
The fact is that I create Art in terms of how I would like to be perceived by people who will live 100 years after my death.
I have already mentioned in my previous posts that it is the time that will judge me the most. Why?
Because the best artists are the ones whom descendants admire, there are many examples of such geniuses, to mention: Leonardo da Vinci, Hieronymus Bosch, Frederic Chopin, Fyodor Dostoyevski, Salvador Dali, Stanislaw Lem or David Bowie. Indeed, all of these people were admired during their lifetime. But, undoubtedly, they will also be praised until the end of our civilization. Of course, their situation is also tragic somehow. They cannot see the influence of their artworks on the rest of the culture in every corner of our planet.
That is also my tragedy. I will not hear what other people will say about my photographs one hundred years after my death. Moreover, I will not see the influence of my artwork on the rest of the world. That is the tragedy of my artistic activity.
