Across all the arts today, and perhaps always but most certainly today, the artist faces a decision. To be their own person, not bend the knee to grant bodies or a patron and so be throughout their lives fairly unknown to completely unknown and whatever their art is, be unheeded. Or, to bend the knee and gain recognition but by so doing not produce the art they really want to produce but a creature part them and part the expectations of whoever gives them finance.
These are not impressive alternatives and it is because they exist that artists today have not been allowed to do their job of being the conscience of their cultures. In this way fascism has encroached upon our shores once more.