I find it strangely comforting that I still, after all these years as an artist, find myself in the position of having no idea what I'm doing and having to fight and struggle my way through things as well as having to acknowledge and stare head on my failures. It means I'm still learning, that there is still room to grow, that I can do better than I am doing now. The possibility of that reality excites me. I want to know what that looks like.