Wonder Boys is one of those films that makes you want to be a writer, to create something. Sometimes after I’ve seen or read something like this, I wonder if I’m truly a creative, an artist, or just a person who creates things because the techniques are interesting.
Then I wonder, is the distinction too fine to extract a judgement? How many authors or filmmakers today started out because they could construct a sentence or frame a shot? Is web design a coding chore or a creative act? And I figure it doesn’t matter. Everything’s a sliding scale, what you make it. If you claim you’re an artist, you’re an artist. Anything you create, by virtue of the process, is better than numbing yourself in front of a TV, drifting towards death.
(Offtopic query: Where should I submit the word-free airport animation I finished recently? A contest? Just on this site? Suggestions welcome.)