Ever noticed that when you are in the zone and creating your butt off, that the time passes so quickly and you don’t notice the fatigue?
In contrast, work feels like work. It’s long, sometimes boring, sometimes stressful and often leaves you feeling exhausted. Spend those same hours, or even the late night hours creating, and you feel strangely energised and enlivened by the experience. It almost feels wrong to call artistic work “work”. You’d quite happily do it for free (and most of us do).
I wonder what that is telling us? 🙂