The scariest art shit is the shit you can’t teach

aluhnim:

heysawbones:

and can’t be taught.

For example, don’t romanticize workaholics, or workaholic tendencies. It’s not going to help you. It’s going to stress you out, and possibly make you less productive. You can’t just acquire someone’s work addiction. You think you want it, but consider about all the negativity and damage that addiction is built on. You think you’re the one person who can rock that shit.

Pro tip: no.

Quit romanticizing perfectionism; it’s not a tool you can turn on and off to make yourself a more skilled artist. It’s an extraordinarily negative habit of mind that makes you precious about your work. Preciousness means less productivity, and it means less growth. It means pointless stress. It means stagnation. “But my work isn’t good enough to stop picking over every detail-” it’s never gonna get good enough if you don’t move on. Move on.

For the love of god, just move forward.

I’ve lived that, in myself and in people I’ve loved. It’s shit. It just is. But it’s so appealing. It’s rose-colored shit, and it is impossible to convey the depths of its insidiousness. It must be experienced to be understood. That’s hard to watch. It’s even harder to watch, if you’ve been there.

Watching, unfortunately, is about all there is to be done. Watching and yelling at clouds.

I almost cried reading this. I have had conversations with people in the past about work ethic, and mine in particular stemmed from a lot of anxieties and living in terrible conditions. Heysawbones has it basically dead on. “It must be experienced to be understood” is insanely accurate. There isn’t much to add to this post without speaking from personal experience.
I’ve said this in the past, but never think less of yourself for not having the same kind of work ethic as someone else. On the flip side of having a “strong work ethic”, there are always some things those people want that the other people have.