It keeps me from getting big-headed.
It keeps me looking for answers.
It keeps me engaged.
It keeps me from playing in traffic.
It keep sme trying new things.
It makes me adore the cushy times when they come, and my big old sofa.
I had had an awful year. I wanted to get into grad school and I wasn't accepted. Even though I'd been making a large body of work and successfully getting it into galleries, making a living - things that ought to make me proud - I had gone to a no-name school and I felt like I...