Perhaps at some point you have, like me, felt your life make sense for the first time under the spell of Mary Oliver's words: You do not have to be good. / You do not have to walk on your knees / for a hundred miles through the desert repenting. / You only have to let the soft animal of your body / love what it loves.
It happens to also be the best art advice I've ever heard.
I'm here to write to you about the idea of being "good" at art. (I can barely say "good at art" with a straight face so I will probably put it in quotation marks forever).