As artists, we must be resilient. Delicate as we are, we must also be stalwart. We must take our cue from the natural world and vow to be like the perennial flowers, stubbornly reappearing season after season. There is some simple dignity that lies in the labor of doing the art for art's sake and not for the glory and acclaim that we hope to accrue. We are creations and we are intended, in turn, to be creative ourselves. Like the flowers, we are intended to blossom. We must make art for the sheer sake of making art. That is being true to our nature. That is being true to our path.
There's great beauty in simplicity. It's not plainness, however it is plain in the sense that words and actions are enacted with great royalty, full awareness and with so much significance. Simplicity takes us away from artificialities, it simply accepts and in that acceptance shows us grace and humility in every circumstance.