Art, Public and Private
Private art is the haven of virgin creativity, without the tainted touch of others. It is sacred. One might in this context create anything they desire without fear, barring self-doubt. The dilemma is that private art is safe, and safety breeds mediocrity. Anything might appear good in your eyes. This precludes improvement, makes you worse. A bridge is crossed when art becomes a product intended for an audience. The previous protections which one might claim mean nothing. This is dangerous, for now others are free to and expected to scrutinize your work. Everything you once loved becomes ugly in this light, for even the most harmless and founded critiques assail the foundation of self-perception. It can be a heart-shattering rush, to fail.