through rosy glasses i see, all around me, professionals dedicated to the industry. then, from no discernible direction, the question emerged; softly whispered and quietly heard. like a drop swiftly meeting a glassy pool, the surface appearance gradually changed. how many of these are simply tourists? wide eyed and enthused. eager and optimistic of a promising future. talented perhaps, yet existing without an ounce of contribution. all onlookers to an event, an exhibition of talents and works of those who have crossed the defining threshold and proven themselves masters of the trade and pioneers of the industry.
is this all but a side show and i the tourist?
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