diary / by Edward Mullany

I think that sometimes people form the impression that freedom, for an artist, means to be rid of all constraints, to indulge one’s whims or impulses, to have one’s head in the clouds, and to not concern oneself with anything so dreary as one’s moral life. But this impression isn’t accurate, and any artist who subscribes to such a view is unlikely capable of producing actual art (though they might produce something that resembles it, and might even fool an audience for a while).