Description
Times have changed, and nothing feels quite like it used to. I joined this for the art, to be surrounded by it, but lately, everything seems so hard. My art isn’t getting the attention it deserves, and most of the time, I feel like it’s my fault. But other artists are struggling with the same. Most people don’t see collecting art as a priority; instead, they focus on trading and farming.
Not judging, everything is a business, after all, at least for most people. Sales are slower than ever, and most of them happen in private. Gas and fees are skyrocketing, and we artists are minting for zero return; it's endless.
Day after day, I feel like artists want to give up, even though this is their dream. It feels like a summer moonlight—fresh but warm, dark but lighter. Hopefully, artists will get their spotlight soon because I’m not sure if we can hold on any longer.