Is the Wallaby "Behind" the Tree?

Or, Are there too many artists in the world?

This morning I was trying to remember the name of an artist whose piece I loved in the Tate Modern, and I caught myself thinking, “There are too many artists in the world!” Which reminded me that when I was first taking myself seriously as a writer, I’d look at my bookshelves and think, “There are too many books in the world. Why do we need another?” Wh…