The quest of creativity is really the search for aliveness.
It is no wonder that when we spend the time to make and ship our craft, we are happier human beings.
To see and have any product resonate is icing on the cake. Few artists ever achieve wide acclaim for their work, even fewer prosper.
There’s no guarantee that the so-called “professional” writer or photographer achieves monetary success. Money is no arbiter, as Van Gogh can attest — he only sold one painting while he was alive and it was to his brother.
When we begin with the intention to please or entertain others, it’s no wonder the muse gives up on us. She demands honest work.
Creativity can be selfish act. We make what we want to see in the world, even if we don’t believe in the project at hand. It is within the practicing of creating, the maker basks in raw aliveness.
Originality is the pusher.