The Aesthetic

He leaned forward in his seat and pushed aside the empty plate in front of him. “All this talk about the readers — the audience — it’s never made very much sense to me. I just don’t know who that is.” He then folded his hands in front of him on the table and looked at them for a moment, before continuing. “I mean, I understand that there must be an audience. After all, who do we expect to be watching our movies, reading our books, looking at our paintings, whatever. But because I always think of myself as the artist, I just never think of myself that way.

“Sure, I know these people must be out there — people who just pay their money and experience what other people create with no thought whatsoever of doing anything themselves. But I’m just not like that. I’m always thinking about creating, getting ideas for the next thing. I have no idea what people on the other side experience.”

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