Life is short. It’s what you make it. Some people are dealt bad hands, while others skate through with no problems at all. It’s a game of luck with which hand you’re dealt, but once you have your hand, it’s about what you make of it. You have to step out there in blind faith. You have to trust that things will turn out right. Take chances and risks, because you only get one shot at it.
I worked this out in my art class. One of the class has had a hard time lately, granted. This person has chosen to be the martyr though. They spent the whole class whinging and whining about the work and how they felt so behind and that they couldn’t possibly do things on their own and take a risk. I found myself getting so angry.
When I first started art classes, at 22 years old, I knew nothing about art really. At school I was told that I was no good and shouldn’t bother. Turns out the teachers were wrong. But I wouldn’t have known this if I didn’t take risks in my art. If I didn’t make the extra effort and go that extra mile. Yes, things scare me, but when I need help, I ask for it. But for the most part, I take risks, I play with the pictures, and inject a little of me into it. With fairly good results.
So what I’m saying, people, is, take risks! Don’t just stand there and shake. Be bold. And as the song says, “What do you say about taking chances?”
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