Whether the artist be an author, a poet, or one of the visual disciplines matters not. We all began our decision with indecisiveness. What to do to define oneself amidst the absurdities of every day life. All of these questions, one can go mad if one contemplates on any of them. When one finally achieves madness, he begins his ascension into the art level of human discipline and intellect.
Inspiration means nothing to the practical man.
Competitive forces at work driving the practical man. The competition for the almighty dollar. Maybe we are just different types of artists. He can always create more. The work can always be lengthened to assure thoroughness.