So, I was reading this, and it got me to thinking.
How can there be art without an audience? To whom do you speak? Sure, you can just write or draw and put it in a desk drawer and it never sees the light of day. But… is that really being an artist?
Without an audience an artist is as isolated as a corpse. Sadly, he is not fertile to other forms of life, because he gives nothing of himself but shock and vitriol. At least a corpse is made of the same basic chemistry it is surrounded by, and is eventually reclaimed to the firmament. Modern art is indigestible even by the composting forces of culture. This is why we have had little more than zombie art for the last 100+ plus years.
But seriously– an artist without an audience, who yet earns bread, is less natural than a unicorn. At least the latter is self sustaining and has the virtue of treasuring purity.