Has anyone else noticed how, the better you get, the worse you feel?
Or rather, the better you get, the more you become aware of your own inadequacies and the time and effort required to become GOOD. This, I believe, is the cause of the bizarre phenomenon that the truly talented are, more often than not, far more insecure or modest than the truly useless.
Another example of this is the time I happened to mention to a (non-artist) friend of mine that I was going to be selling my origami window decorations at this arts and crafts thing. She said "Oh, that's nice. Like, for a penny each?". Because she had never attempted origami or anything si