Art is a child

Art is a Child

In a world where creativity is increasingly subjected to public expectations, algorithmic pressures, and the relentless pursuit of perfection, the artist risks losing their soul. Too often, art is reduced to a product—a commodity designed to please, seduce, or sell. But true art should be the antithesis of this logic, shouldn’t it?

Art, Spontaneous Like a Child

When it is authentic, art resembles a child. It is fragile, raw, imperfect. It stumbles, it hesitates, but it is precisely in these moments of imbalance that its beauty lies. Like a child drawing without knowing where they are going, the artist creates with complete sincerity. What matters is not perfect mastery but raw emotion, the energy of the moment, and the authenticity of intent.

The earliest works of artists are often the most resonant. They carry errors, flaws, but also a disarming truth. These are the albums where you can still hear the hesitation, where ideas remain unpolished but the soul vibrates in every note or word.

The Product: A Calculating Adult

By contrast, a product is like an adult. It is deliberate, calculated, anticipating expectations, consequences, and results. Everything is optimized; nothing is left to chance. It is a cold and distant perfection, constructed to tick every box and appeal to everyone. But this pursuit of perfection comes at a cost: the loss of soul.

American cinema is a striking example. Technically flawless, polished, and calibrated to maximize impact. But everything is pre-chewed; every message is obvious, every intention is underlined. There is nothing left to guess, nothing to read between the lines. In the end, the work loses its depth.

The Technical Trap: Where Is the Art?

Today, technique is glorified. We are inundated with videos of musicians playing at lightning speed, demonstrations of mechanical virtuosity. Children are hailed as “geniuses,” and talent show contestants strive only to sing perfectly in tune, making technical mastery their ultimate goal.

On top of this, tutorials abound, promising to turn you into the best sound engineer, perfecting every parameter, every frequency, every technical detail. Everything revolves around achieving perfection, delivering a flawless performance. But where is the art in all this? Where is the raw emotion, the soul that speaks directly to the heart?

Technique is a tool, not an end in itself. It should serve expression, not stifle it. When the focus is solely on mastery, the result may be perfect, but it often lacks soul and humanity.

The Pursuit of Imperfection

I firmly believe that perfection is the enemy of art. Creating means exposing oneself, accepting mistakes, and sometimes failing. Art should never be a place of absolute control. It is a playground, a laboratory of experiments, a space where one gets lost to find oneself again.

By refusing to become a calculating adult, I choose to preserve spontaneity. I refuse to see creation as a cold, technical process. I want it to remain alive, instinctive, and occasionally clumsy. Because it is in this clumsiness that the magic lies.

Conclusion: Protecting the Soul of Art

Art does not need to be perfect to be powerful. It must be honest, human, and alive. As artists, we must resist the temptation to create simply to please or meet expectations. We must protect that fragile spark that makes art a space of freedom.

Like a child, art must remain unpredictable, playful, and a little unstable. Because it is in imperfection that we find truth, and in truth, beauty