Epiphany
For many years I would always get a sinking feeling when I allowed myself to think about all of art history in comparison to my own art. I always felt like an insignificant (relatively speaking) grain of sand on a whole beach, and I had to compete for attention with all of the other grains of sand. I always felt that There must be trillions of other peoples paintings in the world. It’s true that I always knew that it’s important to follow my own vision and none of those other artists should matter, but It was never about “how good I Am” so to speak, it was always about the sheer size of the beach, the number of grains of sand on the beach. Competing for attention is a drag. But I guess you have to do that if you want to have an audience. Like The old “if a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?” thing. Epiphany: focus on the audience right in front of me, which I already have, and forget about the size of the beach of other artist...