I used to get a dopamine hit from the reaction of people to my art. Whenever someone responded with a “wow” it seemingly boosted my sense of self worth. Which, in searching for the next dopamine hit, can turn one into an addict. But eventually it’s never enough. As a father, and what I presume to be a now adult and matured artist, I now only search for moments of enjoyment when creating. A sort of mindfulness and being present by connecting with my higher power through the ritual of my gift. If others enjoy it, then it is a bonus, however it is not the end goal for me. But, in consideration, it is also my way of connecting with people. No longer in a linear sense of “I make, you look”, rather, “I create and share, and we connect.”
