The one thing that helped me create every day, even when I wanted to quit

I give up when the work I make sucks. When I hate it.

I give up when my failure stares right back at me telling me that I have wasted my time.

I give up when I am not seeing the results I was hoping for, soon enough.

I am impatient that way.

I give up, and try something new when I am frustrated more than I am pleased.

I make excuses when I lose more than I win.

I am done. I am out of here.

There’s no point staying with something I don’t like, right?

. . .

If there is one thing that the last twelve years as a ‘creative’ has taught me more than anything, it is this:

You need to be ok with making stuff you don’t like.

You need to be ok with worry, frustration, and bouts of bottled-in rage, not because you were destined to die a martyr, but because you have no choice.

When you decided to be an artist, you signed an invisible pact that said:

I ________________ hereby agree to a life of making cool things out of nothing. I am aware that the life of an artist is not all bliss, but largely comprised of making things I will…