Just as with any other job, some days are better than others.
I love that I am able to create and share my work. I love that I am able to do what I love. It is a blessing. It is amazing. It is hard.
I ran into a friend from high school yesterday and discovered she too is an artist. We talked about what we do and how awesome it is, but how hard it is at the same time. It's hard when you see all the other amazing artists out there, you often feel like you have nothing to offer. It's hard when you have creative slumps. It's hard when you are building a business and feel like you'll never reach certain goals. It's hard when you feel like you are not enough.
On these days I usually have a good cry and add a little bit to an unfinished painting hanging in my studio. I don't know if it will ever be completed, but for now it allows me to get out those doubts, fears and frustrations in pretty colors. Also it reminds me to find joy in the journey.