See? I'm Not Always Morbid and Filled With Angst.
I love this place. I love the people whose skill tacitly compels me to improve. I love my art, my craft. I'm not sure I'm any good at it. I don't really care. I'm never more exuberant than when I get it right. I'm never more ashamed than when I am presenting work I know to be sub-par. I have seen moments of beauty that continue to inspire me years after I experience them. It is a gut-wrenching, light-bringing, soul-crushing, heart-mending, eye-opening endeavor.
And I love it.
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