every time you tap the fount of apparent limitation you have a chance to expose another gift, another story, another channel to your infinity. solvitur ambulando
maybe you can’t draw, write a rhyme or an original story, paint happy clouds, sculpt with marble, improvise a scene, strum a chord, paradiddle, glissando, memorize lines, belt out an aria, build a table, or a house, understand the rule of thirds, grip a dolly, know pan from tilt, edit in subframes, dither to 16-bit, sew up a new dress, take off an inch and layer it… but have you ever tried?
regardless, you’re still an artist.
there’s magic in those eyes, hands, and in between the ears.