Charity should contribute greater wealth, health, and wisdom for all.

Many artists are holding down jobs, serving their community, trying to collaborate with other artists, while also helping their family. They're paying the rent while serving as caretaker, new mom, new dad, un-official nurse, family counselor, health expert, part-time driver, part-time cook, healer, consoler, advisor, estate planner. Artists of color are often tasked with fulfilling familial duties, while speaking on panels about race or class or diversity or starting their own programs, and building bridges that they wish someone had done for them. Your efforts are not unnoticed. Your love is not in vain. Your sweat is not wasted. As hard as it is to believe...it is getting better. Maybe not all at once, or for all at the same time, but some kind of renaissance is happening amidst the crying and protests and caretaking and the art. And the highest praise isn't national accolades, but the personal one-on-one gratitude. That is the real change. Nothing goes to waste that comes out of love.