Being a working artists is like this:
You’re standing there with one foot hanging out in the open air,
hovering over a dark, terrifying void below.
Your other foot is on a banana peel.
And that banana peel is on a high wire.
And that high wire is greased slick.
And there is a gale force wind blowing in your face.
And you don’t have a safety net, just that dark yawning void under your foot.
So your’re standing there with one foot in the void and the other on a greased high wire and banana peel, battered by hurricane force winds…
And then…and then you take a step forward.
Because you’re a working artists and that’s your job.