The one thing I've noted with lazy but talented people like my father who was a very good artist and went to school with guys that really did well and made it in the art world mostly by hard work rather than talent is it's the regret and the envy that is the saddest place of all to be.
My father was always jealous of the guys that did better than him, he always resented the fact that he felt he was more talented but that somehow life had conspired to keep him out of the fame and success that he felt that he should have had.
It wasn't that he didn't do well it was the fact that he felt that he should have had more that made him so unhappy, I had way poorer family members that were way happier than him because they were content that they pretty much got what they deserved in life.
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