Every now and then I’m confident enough to call myself an artist (as you saw by my last post). It’s been a lifelong war waged between my head and heart, trying to decide on what type of compromise to make in order to stay grounded and practical while still satisfying the urge to create things. For now, the heart is winning and I really hope it’ll stay that way.
The only thing left to do is begin. Nothing is worse than a blank sheet of paper, so it’s best to just start making marks.
Allow mistakes to happen and exquisite accidents to reveal themselves.
What do you do to begin realizing your goals?
