I've been yakkety yak yakking about recent work with one of my artist buddies, whose opinion I take very seriously. That opinion, combined with my crippling self-doubt, is giving me the fucking vapors. I both totally agree with this person, and find that these opinions both make me want to drop sails and totally change tack, and also want to start working on my medical degree.
The most crazy-making part is that this stuff is all backed scrupulously by depth and breadth of knowledge.
In other words, I don't know what I know I don't know what I want to do.
It's no wonder dollars earned becomes the easiest way to measure whether art is successful or not.
Sunday, May 13, 2012
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