Spring Battles Winter Selfishly

My dream to be a full-time artisan will never come true, because I lack a vital quality, selfishness. I do not mean to imply a holier than thou character. I am capable of selfishness. What I lack is the mega dose of selfishness that sets the truly creative apart from the rest of us.

To create requires the ability to completely ignore wordly things like the care and feeding of the resident octogenarian, or two-year old or cat. Creation takes time and concentration. Extended periods of both. Missing meals and regular walks in order to honor the muse that has taken over your life are habits of the truly creative. Letting the mundane interrupt the drive to create will maintain the amateur status of a Sunday painter.

I will never be a professional artisan because I do not put my desire to create first. I have no one to blame but myself.