Practice doesn’t make perfect; it makes better. Aiming for ‘perfect’ is a problem because every time we practice, we learn. Every time we learn, we improve. Perfect implies an end — a finish line. But when you’re playing an infinite game, the finish line keeps moving forward; your expectations are always a little bit ahead of your skills. It’s not until we realise that perfect is unavailable that we begin to see the real value of Practice.
How do I know if reading books, playing video games, going for walks and doing chores around the house is procrastination or rest?
Is being a ‘full-time illustrator’ all it’s cracked up to be or do we romanticise this way to make money because it reminds of childhood?
Beauty comes in many forms, in many different times, to many different people. So, what makes something beautiful?
If an artist finds themselves with too many ideas, is there a deceptively simple way to decide which idea we should work on next?
If we can more easily see the paths we shouldn’t follow, does that make finding the correct one easier?
