Artists... lets talk. I'm not going to demean you by calling you creators. That term has been soiled with the stain of seo algorithms. While artists create, I've never thought of the creation, in my hands, as art.

Art is the moment someone connects. Someone looks, hears, touches, tastes, interacts with the work and something in them says: "Yes, this is me too." Whatever their journey, not just the time, but the pain and joy, the failure and learning, the self loathing and pride, that's what they brought to it too.

And the work, the gap filler between us, we call that art because it is the relationship and connection between us.

This is a truth that the universe holds for us all. We are not monuments that stand tall in time. We are the ebb and flow from one event, or person, or time to another. Our synapses are reforming as I write and you read this. They are not immutable, they are fluid. Memory is not laser etched in platinum, it is the telling and retelling, the truth and the interpretations of truth, that rest in our minds, but things we cannot touch or own.

Our art is a mirror to our reality. Not just ontologically or physically, it follows the same pattern of quantum physics. Our reality's only constant is flux. The only substance is the relationship between one form of energy and another. Nothing fills the gap and yet uncountable nothings in Planck space create the mountains of Mars or the gas swirls in a nebula.

A monument erodes, falls, and is forgot. Laughably inane in the face of time and physics. But the tiniest of perturbations can create waves that collapse a galaxy.

We relate, we create, we make nothing that is permanent. But the tiniest amounts of our time can form relationships that withstand all barriers, even time. Those waves of connection often seem so insignificant we spend no time thinking of them. Yet they can create new interactions, new paths, create new realities that supersede any possible version of our lives we could have imagined.

Don't stop making your work. No matter how noncommercial, or worthless, how much time it wasted. Make work that has the most profoundly connected ties to who you truly are. Not what I want to see. Not what you expect will sell. Make work that is extracted and excised from the core of you and all that you ever are.

And then, let it go completely. Let the work find a path. Connect to one other person. Let is create the tiniest of waves in this reality.

It is only in being true and being released from our imagined ownership that we can truly create. Somewhere in time someone else will find that connection. In that moment, true, profound, meaningful change can become reality.