If your creative endeavours pay for food and shelter, then your art is likely to feel like work, at least some of the time. However, even though, I do not pay the rent with my paintings, for some reason, I allow my art-making to become hard work. I don’t enjoy the process as much as I would like to because I always have my eye on the end product.
It is work, because it supplies me with things that are nearly as important as food and shelter. If I do a good job, my art will bring me visibility, connection, admiration, and self-worth. The very things that I was starved for growing up might come my way. I barely enjoy making art anymore, because I am so hungry for the good feelings I might get if I can please people with the result.
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