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  • Why does one write, paint?
    To get published and read, shown in galleries?
    To be recognised?
    To have one's story/work of art "loved"?
    To make money?

    The answer is of course all of these; we all want recognition and love and to be valued.

    But I have a paradigm which describes our (artists' /writers') predicament down to the ground, the iceberg: Nine tenth of an iceberg is unseen; that to me, represents the joy, the freedom of putting down one's thoughts on paper/canvas/in clay, the release. The visible part, which is only one-tenth of its mass, is the adulation, the recognition, the financial gains, the prestige etc ...

    In other words, the driving force is mainly the urge to write, itself, or to create.
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