Something I’ve been thinking a lot about this week—since David Bowie and Alan Rickman died—is the role of artists play in our daily lives. It’s become apparent that these two touched many, many lives. And obviously, Bowie and Rickman reached larger audiences than most artists will see in their lifetimes. But, I often struggle to feel legitimate, and I’d like to take a moment to encourage other artists, creators, and makers, to just keep doing it. Because not only will you be a better person for it, but your art will benefit others’ lives in ways you may never know.
The delight a child gets from your silly illustration. The thrill an audience gets from your monologue. The escape a reader experiences while reading your novel. An audience member’s catharsis at the end of your play. The comfort a person feels wrapped in your hand-crocheted scarf. The room that is brightened by your painting. The impromptu dance party inspired by your song. The face that lights up at a taste of your perfect risotto. These are all worthy contributions to the world. Remember that when you feel discouraged.
And don’t let the muggles tell you it’s silly to mourn your favorite wizard.