I worry some days when I am in this city that I am not creative or dedicated enough. How did all these artists work so meticulously for years on these projects? How did they find the drive to complete the tasks? How much did they struggle with their craft to make it better than the person before them? I wish that I could make one thing that has a teaspoon full of that kind of dedication in it. Maybe I am not into any cause like the artists seemed to be dedicated to their faith. These artists didn't have the type of visual exposure that I had in my life. They didnt have any type of outward media. They still made stunning visual creations without having to be exposed to this. I try not to let myself be affected by some of the things I see in my own visual culture but it seems that it is impossible. I am a product of it. What I make is a product of it. I can not undo my own exposure to what I've seen and its affect of my output. This helps me greatly admire the output of those artists whose works are scattered all over Rome.
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