Sometimes I feel inspired and writing or rendering is easy. Sometimes I am uninspired and writing or rendering proves difficult. Sometimes I am inspired at first but the work becomes grueling and I am disheartened.
I create as a matter of principle, whether I am in the mood to do so or not.
I write books and illustrate the covers. I create the title fonts. I compose music and design games. I create memes. I have painted and sculpted. I have acted on stage or for an audio-drama. I have directed short plays and an audio-drama. I sing. I try to dance. When I was a child, I made toys and costumes.
I am an artist for the sake of the art. It was never to make money… but I need money. I have bills to pay and groceries to buy.
My jobs are not my life. They are to provide for what is my life. I am an artist… and my wages pay for the art.
I am not rich. I am not famous. By the unwritten rules of this world, I am a failure, even as an artist. My art is worthless unless I can sell it. It is bad unless many people proclaim otherwise.
My art is as it began: My imagination as creativity. It is what it was always meant to be: What I imagine as something real.
Imagination is fruitless without creativity and
creativity is spiritless without imagination. I do not fall short in either
regard. I bear spirited fruit. Though I languish in obscurity, it is only as a
mortal man. As an artist, I am thriving.
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