i spend a lot of time thinking that i should give up art. not that i ever would, or even could...and still remain sane. one of the things that compulsively repeats in my head is "not genius", like from royal tennebaums. i ask myself why i should continue when i am not brilliant, and i am not the best, and i never will be.
then i find a random old drawing, that is just a doodle, but i think is inspiring, and i say "fuck it" and im happy with myself for five minutes.