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There is a peculiar relationship between art and power. Not because art is inherently political, but because genuine art has always possessed the capacity to dissolve certainty. It reminds us that every system, every institution, every way of organising society was first imagined by someone, and therefore can be imagined differently by someone else. Perhaps this is why history repeatedly finds artists, writers, musicians and philosophers orbiting moments of cultural transform

There comes a point in every artist's life when making stops feeling like production and starts feeling like remembrance. The work is no longer something to manufacture. It is something to uncover. We've all felt the difference. One kind of making feels forced. Every decision is calculated. Every brushstroke asks for approval. Every lyric is trying to prove something. The work might be technically beautiful, but it feels disconnected from the body. The other arrives like a cu

There is a moment every artist eventually reaches where creation stops being about recognition. The applause fades. The numbers become irrelevant. The desire to prove something dissolves. What remains is the deeper question: Who am I becoming through the act of creating? Art has always been more than an object, a song, a painting, a photograph or a performance. It is a conversation between the visible and invisible — an attempt to translate something within us that cannot exi

Art has always existed at the edge of society. Before it became a product, before it became content, before it was measured in likes, streams, sales and algorithms — art was a language. A language for the things we could feel but couldn’t articulate. A way of translating the invisible into something visible. The artist has always been a messenger between worlds. Every civilisation has left behind evidence of what it believed, feared, loved and imagined through its art. The wa

There is a quiet misconception that art exists purely for entertainment. We consume music to pass the time, watch films to escape reality and admire paintings because they're aesthetically pleasing. But beneath all of that lies a much older purpose. Long before there were galleries, streaming platforms or social media, people were creating. They painted on cave walls, carved symbols into stone and sang stories that carried history from one generation to the next. Creativity w

What we pay attention to eventually becomes who we are. In every era, there is a resource that quietly determines power. Once it was land. Then it was oil. Then information. Today, it is attention. We live in a world designed to compete for it. Every notification, advertisement, headline and algorithm is part of an invisible marketplace where human focus is bought, sold and measured. The most valuable companies on earth do not manufacture objects; they manufacture interruptio

The first act of resistance is to create. There is a quiet assumption that creativity belongs to a chosen few—that artists are born with something the rest of us are not. It is a comforting myth. If creativity is innate, then we are relieved of the responsibility to pursue it. I don't believe that. I believe every person enters the world with an impulse to make. Before we learn language, we draw. Before we understand music, we dance. Before we know the rules, we invent them.