Hey everyone. I know what I’ve quoted above is probably not what you want to read. But it’s important that you do. I am about 6 years out of my MFA program. It’s been a long, strange, beautiful, complicated, difficult road. I’m gonna tell you right now that over 99 percent of you will not make it in the way you consciously or unconsciously believe that you need to. And even if you do, your name will be forgotten in a few hundred years. If that doesn’t scare you and if the reality of the art world, which was summarized nicely up above, doesn’t scare you and if you must do this, then know that you are already doing it and you will do it no matter what stands between you and your work. You are choosing it and you will choose it again and again. And that is what matters. I don’t think you should idolize anybody: not Agnes Martin, not famous artists, not your professors, not gallery owners, not museums, not universities, not degrees, not even your peers, etc. If you give even one ounce of shit what anyone else thinks or how anyone else acts, in a real way (because we all care in small, superfluous ways), then you are already lost. If you don’t know who you are and if you don’t have a backbone, do something else. You will suffer much less. Know that art, like life, will bring you to your knees. In humility, in sadness, in awe. Be courageous. Existence requires that of you, no matter what you do.