Attending a gallery opening tonight, a friend of my partner offered a compliment in my direction. “It’s been nice getting to watch your progress this year.” It was nice to hear that what was being shared was being seen and wasn’t getting (unjustified) praise, it was being valued for just showing up.
I’m content with that. Hearing that there are individuals that tune in regularly, curious to see what’s been posted, is a measure of success that feels like a real(istic) achievement. Worthy of click on Instagram, not quite worthy of a spot on a wall…
Zygote Blum 