The Nuance of Cheese

Another week has drawn to a close...and I couldn't be happier. The artist statement still eludes me, although I am getting closer to the true nature of my art. It's mostly about death, decay, and loss...which are the only guarantees in life. It fascinates me...for some reason. Anyway, I'm relaxing today...my brain is exhausted. I really don't feel like ranting...but someone in my class made the most idiotic statement I've ever heard, and I am disheartened by my peers at this point.
"Why would you make art if you don't make it for other people?"

To me, that's like saying, "Why do you live if you don't live for other people?"
It was as if I was thrown back into high school...everyone around me suddenly caring and living only based on other people's thoughts. I'm sorry, but if you are completely governed and run your life by what other people think, you are not a real person. You are cheese. You are merely a drone without a personality or any integrity or convictions of your own.

Sigh...people make me tired.