There are so many books, video games, TV shows, movies and other pieces of art which I really want to consume. Honestly, with new things being produced all the time, there’s no way that I’ll be able to appreciate every piece of art that I’m interested in within my life. On the one hand, it’s a bit of a shame, but on the other hand, it’s also quite nice to have a nigh infinite selection of things to delve into. The world of art is so vast and so hugely interconnected, that I really love the fact that I can pick different things from different points in history, enjoy them in different ways and then observe the things that tie them together. Not only is this prospect quite exciting to me as a consumer of art, but also as a writer. Looking at this huge mass of human creation is deeply inspiring and it excites me to think that I am also contributing to this, even if only in a small way. It’s one of many reasons I am very grateful to have been born in this modern age; obviously I don’t know what the future holds (it might be even better) but I love the fact that such an enormous number of pieces of art are readily available to me when, even ten years ago, this would not have been the case. This is a real golden age for creatives.
