Sometimes you need a kick in the pants to put things in perspective. There are some people in this world, artists and otherwise, who are prolific. My painter friend is one of those. I talked to him today at his studio, and came away feeling inspired. He writes a blog a day, which is amazing to me. He never misses a day either, and he's a painter. I felt small talking to him about it. I realize that he and I are different people, but it did strike me as odd that he writes more than I do.
It's no coincidence that he's prolific. He has discipline. You have to put the time in. No time, no results. I put the time in, but I'm not a maniac about it. I should be though, not knowing how much time I have left. It's easy to think you have all the time in the world, but you don't. Wasting time is life's crime. And it's easy to do with all the distractions in the world, cell phones and what not. I've wasted a lot of time in my life. Now when I see others wasting time it makes me angry. Probably because it reminds me of myself, and all the days I took for granted.
