On the artist’s journey, we don’t get better by increments, we get better by fits and starts.
The trajectory is not a smoothly-ascending curve, but a herky-jerky spasm-fest marked by seeming dead-ends, plateaus, dark nights of the soul, intervals of boredom and stasis, not to mention bouts of terror, despair and self-doubt, which are followed, if
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Published on July 11, 2012 03:16