Doing it for the love of it, as opposed to for the money.
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mr.dogshit The world's premier anthropomorphic canine faeces, Fri 23 Mar 2012, 11:40,
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That's the most middle class wank i've heard in a long time.
Back to the day when people ponced about doing bland water colours and writing poetry whilst mama and papa paid for their up keep.
Or maybe if they were lucky they got a rich patron to keep them in rhodamine fucking red.
People got bills to pay.
Musics cheaper than it ever was.
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Cerebus Sticky! Sticky! Stick! Stick!, Fri 23 Mar 2012, 11:44,
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What has class got to do with anything?
Other than the fact that you have some kind of pampered sense of entitlement usually only displayed by spoilt rich kids.
Van Gogh lived and died a pauper. He did it for the love of it.
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mr.dogshit The world's premier anthropomorphic canine faeces, Fri 23 Mar 2012, 12:18,
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you pretentious idiot
van gogh repeatedly tried to sell art, and ending up giving away paintings to satisfy an extremely large bar tab...
his doing it for the love of it, caused him to die pennyless and alone thinking the world thought he was rubbish....
he would have been overjoyed to have sold a painting for a large sum...
he did it for the love it, because no one would pay him...read his letters to his brother...it tortured him inside.
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It's class because the only peopel i've heard mention doing "art for the love of it" have been in that class.
And very well off.
The Van Gough argument is bollocks as per comments above.
What because I earn a living as a creative I need to have a fucking miserable life?
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Cerebus Sticky! Sticky! Stick! Stick!, Fri 23 Mar 2012, 12:36,
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