The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.
The market is a reflection of the collective decisions of all participants.
Now, my mama always told me that miracles happen every day. Some people don't think so, but they do.
The best technology is invisible. It works so well that you don't even notice it.