I don’t think art is about expression. I don’t think that’s its primary motive. The primary motivation is communion with your fellow human beings. So it’s very frustrating to make something and nobody notices it. If you put on a play and nobody comes to it, did you really put on a play? But you just keep going. You remind yourself that people have been doing this as long as there have been people. And your frustrations and disappointments are nothing new. And you go back to the wheel.
Read the rest of the interview with Nic Pizzolatto over at The Daily Beast (it's actually an older interview, but I just stumbled across it now). And pick up Pizzolatto's novel Galveston which is right now just $2.99 on Kindle.
Tomorrow is the season finale of True Detective. I'm psyched. Are you?