“Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through.”
– Ira Glass
‘When fascism comes to America, it will be wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross’
‘Throughout life people will make you mad
Disrespect you and treat you bad
Let God deal with the things they do
‘Cause hate in your heart will consume you too….’
“Of the gladdest moments in human life, methinks, is the departure upon a distant journey into unknown lands. shaking off with one mighty effort the fetters of habit, the cloak of many cares and the slavery of civilisation, man feels once more happy.”
– Marcus Aurelius
And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.
– WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE (A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM)
Artists don’t get down to work until the pain of working is exceeded by the pain of not working”
from the book ‘Art and Fear’
The truth is a rabbit in a bramble patch. And you can’t lay your hand on it. All you do is circle around and point, and say, ‘It’s in there somewhere.
Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving. –Terry Pratchett
Giving material goods is one form of generosity, but one can extend an attitude of generosity into all one’s behavior. Being kind, attentive, and honest in dealing with others, offering praise where it is due, giving comfort and advice where they are needed, and simply sharing one’s time with someone – all these are forms of generosity, and they do not require any particular level of material wealth. – Dalai Lam
While one person hesitates because he feels inferior, the other is busy making mistakes and becoming superior. – Henry C. Link (my big sister Sue gave this to me many years ago on a small piece of paper. It has encouraged me more than she knows.)
Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself. -Leo Tolstoy (via man-and-camera)
It is a common sentence that Knowledge is power; but who hath duly Considered or set forth the power of Ignorance? Knowledge slowly builds up what Ignorance in an hour pulls down. Knowledge, through patient and frugal centuries, enlarges discovery and makes record of it; Ignorance, wanting its day’s dinner, lights a fire with the record, and gives a flavor to its one roast with the burned souls of many generations. Knowledge, instructing the sense, refining and multiplying needs, transforms itself into skill and makes life various with a new six days’ work; comes Ignorance drunk on the seventh, with a firkin of oil and a match and an easy “Let there not be,” and the many-colored creation is shriveled up in blackness. Of a truth, Knowledge is power, but it is a power reined by scruple, having a conscience of what must be and what may be; whereas Ignorance is a blind giant who, let him but wax unbound, would make it a sport to seize the pillars that hold up the long-wrought fabric of human good, and turn all the places of joy dark as a buried Babylon.
– George Eliot, Daniel Deronda
Unless otherwise noted, all drawings/sketches/paintings/photographs are mine.