Put Your Ass Where Your Heart Wants

The Professional Does Not Permit Himself To Become Hidebound Within One Incarnation, However Comfortable Or Successful. Like A Transmigrating Soul, He Shucks His Outworn Body And Dons A New One. He Continues His Journey.

Every Artist Has To Face His Own Demons And Evolve His Own Method Of Working.

Long-term, We Must Begin To Build Our Internal Strengths. It Isn't Just Skills Like Computer Technology. It's The Old-fashioned Basics Of Self-reliance, Self-motivation, Self-reinforcement, Self-discipline, Self-command.

For What Can Be More Noble Than To Slay Oneself? Not Literally. Not With A Blade In The Guts. But To Extinguish The Selfish Self Within, That Part Which Looks Only To Its Own Preservation, To Save Its Own Skin. That, I Saw, Was The Victory You Spartans Had Gained Over Yourselves. That Was The Glue. It Was What You Had Learned And It Made Me Stay, To Learn It Too.

The Amateur Believes He Must First Overcome His Fear; Then He Can Do His Work. The Professional Knows That Fear Can Never Be Overcome. He Knows There Is No Such Thing As A Fearless Warrior Or A Dread-free Artist.