Creativity Quote by Kristin Hersh

There is a particular kind of fury that arrives late: not in the moment of harm, but in the afterimage, when memory replays with new subtitles. Kristin Hersh’s line lands there. “I’m beginning to think” signals discovery rather than accusation, a musician narrating her own dawning awareness. The sting is in the time stamp: two years. That’s not a single incident; it’s an atmosphere you breathe until someone points out the smell.

The phrasing “encountering sexism” keeps it mundane, almost bureaucratic, which is exactly the point. Sexism in creative industries rarely shows up as cartoon villainy. It arrives as “helpful” condescension, gatekeeping disguised as professionalism, praise that shrinks your work into your body, assumptions about who’s in charge of the gear, the money, the room. Hersh’s subtext is that the culture trains women to misfile these moments as personal awkwardness, bad luck, or “just how it is,” because naming it carries a social cost: you become difficult, humorless, ungrateful.

Context matters: as a working musician coming up in a scene mythologized for authenticity, she’s exposing a different reality behind the romance of the grind. The quote’s quietness is strategic. It doesn’t beg for sympathy; it indicts a system so normalized that even the person living inside it needs two years to call it by name. That delay becomes the most damning evidence.