Artist’s Self-discipline


I found this essay when I was cleaning up my laptop today. I made a few minor adjustments and edits but kept most of the essay as-is. I forgot how radical I used to be when it comes to art quality, and while I now appreciate a good, respectful criticism much more than I did back then, many of the points in this essay still fits my ideology, and that’s why I’m posting this as-is. If I were to re-live those days, I might have handled the situations in a less harmful way, but regardless, I would have still spoken up. Some things don’t change because they made us who we are today