The unanswered artist
There’s something very isolating about entertainment. I see closeups of the expression on an actor’s face, and I hear a singer’s voice like he’s next to me. It seems so intimate, but I never meet either.
And they’ll never know me. Do the artists feel that isolation too, I wonder? Do they wonder if they’ve touched someone, or do they happily release their creations into the void? Or do performers simply have a deep sense of being always heard, a faith in their (absent) audience?
Today there seems something unutterably sad about the one-way communication of our entertainment. Something so deficient about communication that never leads to intimacy.
as a former performer (non-vocal) often you feel you are communicating with the music itself… or just expressing yourself. kind of like graffiti-ing. it’s the same situation a visual artist finds themself in. casting their creation to the world and hoping it is understood/accepted.
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i believe there’s a universal communication. usually a performer receives reviews, applause, some kind of feedback about their work. and we get to experience something for ourselves. it’s kind of give and take in a weird dislocated way.
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