Too often, we witness our procrastination and then misinterpret what we are seeing. We avoid the art and then start asking all the wrong questions: Am I lazy? What is wrong with me? Am I not meant to be an artist? We translate avoidance of the art as a sign that we are not enough. This is a mistranslation that ruins lives and robs the world of art. Procrastination means nothing of the sort. Procrastination is simply evidence that we are, in some way, afraid.
