What if we saw art as discipline and discipline as an art?
At our core, we all want to leave behind something artistic – something beautiful – something that means something.
If this is true, and I believe it to be so, then we must leave a trail of discipline.
When you say art think of discipline. When you say discipline think of art.
Now that we see these words as interchangeable, something special opens up and blooms.
Seeing art as discipline let’s the cat out of the bag. We know work is going to be required. So we expect it. We request it. We find joy in the work.
Seeing discipline as art gives beauty room to breathe in the tough and callusing moments of the work. Now the work is a metaphor. Now we’re exposing something that’s universal. Now this all means something.