One thing I have begun to learn really well by doing art everyday is the absolute relentlessness of time. I find myself thinking, “Wow! it’s already the 10th of the month”, or “geez, the year is half over”…
The most scary though, is that my life is half over (in scientifically calculated predictions) and I think, “When am I going to make an impact?”. Isaac Newton created works that would change the world before 26. Most of the artists that influence us have been dead for hundreds of years, yet their mark still lives on.
I struggle with this often, and as yet it is unanswered.
