The app is for those large enough to generate mass installations (think financial institutions, major media organs, Twitter, and Facebook––prospectively Fabric). Conversely it is for those small enough to grind it out. Tweet and retweet, rinse and repeat.
If you are are not on the hamster app mill (The Feed) your audience is intrinsically limited.
There is value in this. Gary Snyder's well known poetic formulation, "I hear no news" has been in my mind lately.
If we are talking quality, it is visitors who make the effort to find and receive who are worth considering. As an individual artist, why consider any other type of reader your audience––?
Those I would choose to communicate with are the seekers climbing the mountain, to speak with the cave-dwelling guru who utters Far Side one-liners.
(Tradition has it that that which is perceived as a one-liner may be a carefully thought out question, held in until it spontaneously manifests––the cleansing ritual of internal laughter).
Which begs the question, am I the seeker or the wisdom dispenser (bumper sticker version: better Pez than Prez). As Whitman would have it, I am manifold, containing all possibilities, immense.
To be human is to hold untold potential within a bacteria-harnessing husk.
Art: To turn a phrase, to make the well-worn new again. To harness the newly experienced. To stop consciously creating and spin wheels in one's sleep. Carve doughnuts into the loam of existence.
To read or not to read. Which word follows another? Once the scales have been mastered, the questions are immense.
Arisugawa Park 2.19 - Balconies, in which David climbs an urban mountain to speak with the Guru (himself), is very near to completion. Thank you for getting onto the "cloud novel" bandwidth, if not bandwagon. If you are enjoying, now is the time to tell a friend.
Two hands clapping are better than one.