“Isn’t the cause of most bad paintings and bad novels simply the fact that artists consider their passion for art something holy, some sort of mission if not duty (duty to oneself, even to mankind)?” — Milan Kundera, Immortality (trans. Kussi)
The answer could be yes
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YES! Too much passion becomes painful and ridiculous, like a chick in prairie skirts and lashings of turquoise who tries to explain that she only paints cats because they house the spirits of her ancestors. Awful.
And she never thinks to ask the cats how they feel about being slathered in paint.