“Creative people, as I see them, are distinguished by the fact that they can live with anxiety, even though a high price may be paid in terms of insecurity, sensitivity, and defenselessness for the gift of the “divine madness,” to borrow the term used by the classical Greeks. They do not run away from non-being, but by encountering and wrestling with it, force it to produce being. They knock on silence for an answering music; they pursue meaninglessness until they can force it to mean.” ― Rollo May,
We’re all creative.
Not just the artist but the person who opens their heart to the world.
The trouble is we’ve been conditioned to believe that art = the artist = money.
I say, ignore the inner voice and do it for the love.
And, if we expand the compass to include poetry, photography and writing, then anything and everything is possible.