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More from “The War of Art” by Steven Pressfield


We get our­selves into trou­ble because it’s a cheap way to get atten­tion. Trou­ble is a faux form of fame. It’s eas­ier to get busted in the bed­room with the fac­ulty chairman’s wife than it is to fin­ish that dis­ser­ta­tion on the meta­physics of mot­ley in the novel­las of Joseph Conrad.

Ill health is a form of trou­ble, as are alco­holism and drug addic­tion, prone­ness to acci­dents, all neu­roses includ­ing com­pul­sive screwing-up, and such seem­ingly benign foibles as jeal­ousy, chronic late­ness, and the blast­ing of rap music at 110 dB from your smoked-glass ‘95 Supra. Any­thing that draws atten­tion to our­selves through pain-free or arti­fi­cial means is a man­i­fes­ta­tion of Resistance.

Cru­elty to oth­ers is a form of Resis­tance, as is the will­ing endurance of cru­elty from others.

The work­ing artist will not tol­er­ate trou­ble in her life because she knows trou­ble pre­vents her from doing her work. The work­ing artist ban­ishes from her world all sources of trou­ble. She har­nesses the urge for trou­ble and trans­forms it in her work.

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  1. WR Jones says

    Some good thought here.

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