Have you ever heard an artist say, “I would love to work less.”

“I wish I could get away with doing less.”
“Let me figure out a way to bypass the hard work”

An artist, truly in love with their work, would never think of their work like that.

Because for them, their work is their identity.
Their work is their liberation.
Their work is their existence.

What if we were also artists when it came to our work?

An artist never gives up, when it comes to their work.
The only thing they refuse to give up is their right to create more magical work.