If it becomes too easy, Sofia tells me over a morning coffee, your work is no longer true. We are talking about painting.
You should always remain on the edge.
On Friday morning I entitle the week self-acceptance. It is after a long week of harsh reflection, digging through a field of emotional triggers from the past and finding easy faults in others, finding more sensitive blunders closer at heart. I had been going over my art work and life of the last 20 years. As an artist I have a small physical collection of family photographs to help me recall my history running parallel with a documentation of my art work. Each body of paintings or drawings falling into a chapter of my life. Some chapters are good, others miserably poor. I have to embrace the self-acceptance.
Sofia continues, if you are not the best, you should accept it and have peace.