Just got done painting. Went to the office supply place to get art supplies to make art that actually exists in the physical world. It is strange as most of my creations are digital. I'm getting used to manipulating pencil, pen, and paint. There is something very authentic about making material things.
I remember watching a documentary about the Moog synthesizer, and the thing that struck me is how artificial that instrument sounds. I don't enjoy synthesizer music. It sounds fake. Some human element is lost in the making of it. It is like ear candy that is not very filling. On the other hand, acoustic instruments like fiddle and guitar have a certain warmness and feeling to them. Those things are real.
My digital art creations strike many people as colorful and like candy. That is exactly what it is. It is candy. Candy is fake food. It is processed sugar mixed with artificial colors and flavorings. Human beings like fruit because of the flavor and the sweetness. Candy is merely fake fruit. When you eat real fruit like I do, you learn to appreciate the difference.
My whole mentality lately has been obsessed with this difference between the real and the fake. We live in a culture of fake food, fake millionaires, fake degrees, fake prosperity, fake love, etc. I yearn for the real.
This is what is wrong with this country today. It is the fakeness. Everything is fake from the empire to the money to the relationships. This is when I start sounding a bit like a conservative. There are some things that just don't change. You can't get something for nothing. Virtue counts. An honest day's work for honest pay. Be nice. Live within your means.
I'm just some blue collar guy making the median income. I don't make six figures or live in a big house I can't afford. I don't drive German automobiles or even own a Mac. I'm just a basic guy. But I am real. No one can ever take that from me. I am real. In a world full of counterfeits, real is what counts.
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