The Desperate Dilettante

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I’m creative, but often feel like a dilettante. I can paint, write fiction, poetry, and nonfiction, draw comics, and sew…but so fucking what! Am I actually fabulous at any of these skills, or is making art just a sweet self-indulgence? I want my readers and viewers to be touched by my art, but have no clue which I’m stronger at creating. This is a conundrum. Piss.  Feedback, cake, and comments are welcome.

Here’s my list of possible new projects. Most of these have been started. Or I could just sew endless shirts and be the well-dressed desperate dilettante.

Fetish sculpture
Paintings (I haven’t painted in 8 years).
Graphic memoir.
Memoir.
Edit Doily is my Safeword as either one book or two.
Smut short stories.
Butch fashion and manners book.
Bird and Otter children’s book
The Underwear Thief children’s book

About Avery Cassell

Avery Cassell is a queer butch San Francisco writer, poet, cartoonist, and artist who grew up in Iran.
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2 Responses to The Desperate Dilettante

  1. bone&silver says:

    I hear ya.
    Perhaps just pick 3 for this year, and every day do at least one hour on each of them? Baby steps, yet also a daily commitment…
    Could work?
    I think the most important thing is to speak kindly to one’s creative self though: art doesn’t often flourish when it’s being berated, nor compared to others.
    Just a thought :)
    G

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  2. Paint! Graphic memoir!

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