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We are told that there is a direct link between effort and outcomes.

Generally, we believe that more effort equals a better result.

This is only true if what we are putting effort into has a meaningful purpose for us.

We sometimes can put a lot of effort into something because we think that we are doing the right thing, often without much thought and out of habit. Or someone else dictates that we need to make more of an effort with something, often something that is important to them and not us.

Being obliged to make an effort works in the short-term, however, beyond that, there is always resistance, resentment and worsening outcomes.

Perhaps better to focus on what is the right thing for us and then put the dedication in.

The closer we get to do the things we love, then it is rarely an effort, more of a passion that you can not be taken away from easily. We then hardly notice time and we are engrossed in something that is ‘labour of love’.


Art is quite useless

“All art is quite useless” said Oscar Wilde. 

Art could be music, poems, written word, spoken word, paintings, sculptures, pictures and many other things we create. 

Is it of use?

It’s not practical or useful and seemingly non-essential like say a knife or a fridge or a computer. 

So why do art? Does it have to be useful?

Many things that matter in life are non-essential, the magic of life is neither functional or logical. It is often something we can not put into words. 

Art can visually explain something we can not verbalise. 

Art is a narrative of the human story, it binds our culture and reflects it. 

Art is love. That’s why humans choose to create it. 

Art has no use but life without it would be useless.