“Artists must be sacrificed to their art. Like bees, they must put their lives into the sting they give.”
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
I’ve had the privilege of knowing or working with talented artists–musicians, writers, and painters–and they are all living testaments to Emerson’s point. I am, too. Chances are, you feel it as well in the hours of obscurity when no one else sees the drops of blood and pain, all from the experiences you bring to the table, that mix with the ink on the page and then become something new.
Art that is not born of some sacrifice typically moves no one. And if that’s our aim, to move people, then a bit of ourselves must be chiseled off and allowed to fall into the mix. Like a bit of yeast that works through the entire batch that sliver of humanity, your experiences and your story, is what will resonate with others because it confirms their own experience.
Not everyone is willing to go that distance. Not everyone should or can. But for those who were made to create there is simply no other way.


