We often talk about having the luxury of more time. With more time, we could do more things, we tell ourselves. But without time constraints, it becomes more difficult to prioritise; to know when enough is enough. Sometimes, having no time is exactly what we need to help us make progress, to finish something, to move on to what comes next.
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?
