When something takes effort to complete, achieve, or acquire, its earns your respect. Mythologies in tribal cultures held deer, wolves, buffalo, and bears as equals in many ways. These animals were equals because in order to hunt them, it took an incredible amount of risk & effort to earn the valuable resources they provided. The phenomena of hunting put our own humanity into perspective, and places our own existence into the same universe as the animals around us.
As we domesticated animals, the universe changed. We now have control over the lives of animals, but we still have an incredible amount of work that has to be put into the animals that provide for us. We still had that physical connection, and an understanding of life & death.
The universe changed again when domestication gave way to the industrialization of raising and killing meat animals. Many people can go their whole lives without coming into contact with the animals they eat. Not knowing the difference in hunting and farming, or farming and meat factories, its easy for entire communities to lose their connection to the other animals that share nature with us.
Back to farming. I’ve butchered animals before, and I know the work it takes to take care of a farm. While I know that we don’t have the same connection with animals that a hunting village may have, my family and others like us still have an association between the effort it takes to raise an animal and the resources that the animal gives back. I can understand the perspective of those against eating animals. But my family raises an animal by feeding it, caring for it, and for every purpose, loving it. In exchange for that love, the animal dies on the terms that we need it to. All animals die, and not all of them as humanely as our animals do. The difference is that we choose when it dies, and we use the resources appropriately.
Industrial farming is very different, There is no love into the lives of those animals, and it creates an imbalance that we can instinctually feel when we see the videos of cruelly from animal factories. Its not to be mistaken with the act of growing your own food.
As the world continues to adopt a refined and predictable sense of picking and choosing our leaders, there still stand industries that choose their leaders as barbarically as we did millennia’s ago.
Art does not elect leaders. Leaders in art earn their titles because creativity, ambition, and hard work are still the only deciding factors in success and failure. Seniority has nothing to do with it, but that’s exactly why the chaotic and heartless nature of art moves at lightening pace. Art sheads its skin so quickly that only those that continue to adapt, add, and innovate will stay in the pack. Trying to approach this industry with any predisposition of how it works will leave a newcomer dazed, confused, and disappointed. There are no rules.
Then there’s Sensebellum. Creating his own perfect storm in the colliding tides of art, science, and technology, he has found a path that’s all his own in a world where seemingly all paths have already been taken. Unphased by the brimming inevitability of success that so few artists are entitled, he continues to delve deeper into the unknown. The man behind the curtain was never elected. The man behind the curtain is there because he earned it.