Art is not meant as illustration or painting here. It’s whatever you do. Whatever you have a passion or calling for. Whatever is your life’s work. I’ve had to continually tell myself to ship this week.
I can spend forever focusing on the details until it’s perfect. I can keep delaying things to make sure everything’s right. I can keep destroying and recreating until my eyes bleed. Those things keep my “art” tucked away and safe – never shipped.
But it’s also this:
I’ll just ignore my stuff because there’s more important things to do. I won’t put anything to paper because the amount of work that comes next is too much to worry about in this moment. My end game is so far on the horizon that starting now or later won’t make much difference.
And THAT’S what I’ve been fighting all week. It’s been unproductive and it sickens me. I become frozen thinking about what it takes just to get to the STARTING line.
And I say these things because I have a feeling alot of people feel this, but rarely say it.
Just thought I’d say it.
ps – that’s a wallpaper up there if you click it.