This speaks so strongly to the part of me that suspects she needs to be creative to be happy. From Wangechi Mutu, speaking about failure:
"I chose to pursue art without knowing exactly what path it would take. I never said to myself, “I don’t care if I fail,” but rather, “You have no choice but to succeed.”…As far as anyone was concerned, I was jumping into an abyss of failures. So for me the idea of failure began with being an artist.
In a sense, failure is a tail that’s chasing me. I’m running away from it, but it’s attached to me. It helps me project myself forward. It keeps me from looking backwards too much…And the longer you live, the closer you come to dying, and the more you have to keep generating new ideas and new reasons to be here, to be useful, to be important, to be a living being”.
Here’s a thought - if you don’t know what to do to make things better, then at least figure out what not to do anymore:
"…the choice not to do something was in some ways more important and more interesting than the choice to do something. We may not know what we want to do, but we sure as hell know what we don’t want to do.
So you construct a series of self-imposed limitations that will guarantee that you cannot do what you no longer want to do, and then that kicks open a door; and if you’re willing to go through that door and follow wherever it leads, you will have programed change.
Now you are doing something else, you compare that to what you were doing, like it better…If you don’t like the direction it’s going you stop, aim in another direction and move on….through limitations you will push yourself somewhere you could never otherwise have imagined being.”
Chuck Close, from Wisdom, by Andrew Zuckerman
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