What’s Next?

Our discussions about our creative futures tell me a lot about what to look forward to and what to be realistic about. Death of the Artist has shown me all the realms of what it takes to make it as an artist and the severe financial difficulties that artists of all types (writers, musicians, visual artists, etc.) face in the contemporary economy. Deresiewicz points out that while digital platforms have increased access to audiences, they have also driven down earnings for many artists. What happens when the community is too saturated? When is everyone an artist?

In addition, the book delves into how platforms like Spotify, Amazon, and YouTube have reshaped the arts, often prioritizing content that is readily marketable and consumable over more unique or challenging works. These platforms benefit from the content artists create but often fail to provide a sustainable income for them. This has helped me realize that to be an artist and make income, I may need to find a unique way of doing it or have another inflow of income. Deresiewicz also argues that as earnings from artistic careers have become more uncertain due to digital disruption and market saturation, only those with financial safety nets—often provided by wealthier family backgrounds—can afford the risks of pursuing a career in the arts. This dynamic restricts the diversity of voices in the artistic world because it is increasingly difficult for individuals from lower-income backgrounds to support themselves through art alone. This is an idea I want to push back on because, like myself, there are a lot of artists who don’t come from wealthier backgrounds who make it. Because it’s not always about the easier route it’s about the journey.

Tori Sileo as a senior doing her last art project. (2020)

As a creative person post-Wheaton, I will continue to love art and pursue art as a hobby as I navigate this newfound adulthood. Art is something I always have found in my roots. My grandmother was a natural-born painter and a fantastic artist. Although our relationship is strained, and I can’t remember the last time I saw her, it comforts me that we share this language of art that not many people have. I vow to continue to draw and hone my creative abilities as I move on to this next chapter in my life.