You are Not a Bad Artist

but you really know how to fuck yourself over 😅

You’re not a bad artist.

You’ve just practiced the art of the excuse more than whatever the fuck it is you actually want to create.

🙊🙊🙊

Actually, you’ve MASTERED the art of the excuse. ☝️

And news flash there: is no bigger cockblock to your art than excuses.

There is no energetic tactic more joy sucking than placing everything else in front of the thing you actually care about.

There is no way of draining your life force more effectively than convincing yourself you shouldn’t express who and how you be. Right here. Right now.

If you’ve managed to weave this web of self-fuckery (not the hot kind, that’s next) … Congrats! You are master of self manipulation :) 😁

The good news is this goes in both directions.

You can “manipulate” yourself into believing

>> you are a brilliant brilliant baddie babe who never runs out of creative ideas or the energy to bring them to life <<

Then manipulate yourself into doing the damn thing.

✨ Cus actually, you were born to do it babe.

You can rewrite the rules of the game.

Just like that.

👾 Here are the cheat codes.

When I say art, I don’t mean the “masterpiece” you dream of.

I mean the simple act of opening up and pouring out. Creating anything. No matter how small. 🥳

The daily stuff.
The little steps.
One small thing.
That’s what adds up.

It’s not like the Sistine chapel was painted in a single brushstroke ya know.

And sorry no, you’re probably not gonna write your book in a day (unless you have some realllly wild manic episode which yeah. I’m sure it’s happened… but I wouldn’t bank on it.)

What I would bank on is the

{{{ little manic moments }}}

The sparks that appear out of nowhere.
The ones that nudge you.
And even the ones that judge you.
Write that down too.
Play with it.
Maybe it’s even funny.
Maybe it’s not quite as serious a threat as you believe. 🤔

Anything can be art.
Anything.
Literally.
Anything.

Even your thought, “I’m such a trash artist I’ll never good enough,” is a pathway to creating art.

Because art is whatever you make of life.

And anyone who tries to tell you otherwise (ya including those cute lil voices in your head) just doesn’t know better.

It’s not your job to appease them.

It’s your job to create.

That’s it. ⚡️

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