The biggest and most influential Gatekeepers (in my life) are not even real. The worst Gatekeeper in my life is my own set of beliefs.
The search for the balance and harmony between the need to create, the silence that generates ideas, and the media consumption that inspires them.
When I embrace the possibility of making “crappy art,” or doing something imperfectly, I’m putting myself into a notion of motion.
I can’t care about what you think. I can’t care because it’s not up to you to dictate what I should and shouldn’t do.