"Perhaps I write for no one. Perhaps for the same person children are writing for when they scrawl their names in the snow."
Canadian Novelist, Poet
Have you written your name in the snow? Have you carved your name on a tree? Have you scratched your name on the sidewalk? Have you painted your name in the heavens? Most of us want the world to know who we are. And on one level that is why we paint, write and sing. So that 100 years, 500 years, even 1000 years from now someone knows our name. We want to leave a legacy of work. We want to be remembered.
I have read of writers, artists and actors who were famous while they were alive but forgotten within 20 years of their death. I have also read of people who were unknown in their lifetime, but remembered hundreds of years after their death. Vincent Van Gogh is a perfect example. He died believing he was a failure and had only sold one painting in his lifetime. More than a hundred years after his death, he is one of the most celebrated artists in the world.
Let me ask you a question. If you had to choose between fame and fortune in your lifetime or having your creative work celebrated a thousand years from now, which would you choose?