I watched a YouTube video of the artist, David Hockney over the weekend. He was answering questions people sent in on Twitter. “Do you find the current fiscal and moral crisis an inspiration to your work or a distraction?” He sat back, smiled a Cheshire Cat smile and said, “Ah, inspiration. She never visits the lazy.” First, I want to thank him for considering inspiration’s origin my female gender. But second, and perhaps more importantly, it made me pause.
Agree. But that wasn't my point. I was just trying to say that being 82 means that OTHERS don't any more judge me based on what I DON'T accomplish. My own internal judgement engine is another matter...
The nice thing about being 82 is that nobody judges me for what I don't do or accomplish...just for what I do. So being accused of being lazy is off the table for others. Now if I could just get it off my internal table, I would be set for twilight years of relatively inactive bliss!
David Hockney; Inspiration Never Visits the Lazy
Agree. But that wasn't my point. I was just trying to say that being 82 means that OTHERS don't any more judge me based on what I DON'T accomplish. My own internal judgement engine is another matter...
The nice thing about being 82 is that nobody judges me for what I don't do or accomplish...just for what I do. So being accused of being lazy is off the table for others. Now if I could just get it off my internal table, I would be set for twilight years of relatively inactive bliss!