Vincent Van Gogh put so much of himself into his art that he drove himself insane and had to cut his ear off. Though, if he wasn’t an artist and didn’t have a mind that drove him to make wonders it also wouldn’t show him horrors making him cut it off. Robin Williams killed himself. Despite being a generationally talented comedian, he couldn’t lighten his own mood.
Artists submit themselves to torture to create entertainment for others. Often forcing themselves to endure the worst simply to see their audience smile. Artists will often brush this off, and simply go where passion takes them with no regard to what their role is. Much like everybody else in a functioning society, artists have a duty. Both to make the culture they are a part of flourish and to make the people in that culture entertained. It is a duty, not something that can be shrugged off.
Too many artists are too concerned with being true to themselves that they stop recognizing the potential impact they could have on others and that’s a disservice to the community each is a part of. That’s why I want to make this movie, to talk about the collectivism of artistry, and how despite the consumer the artist has a necessity to create.
