dealing heavy in artist plight over here. creative jobs = no benefits. and he likes to take part in making things. that’s what makes him tick. that’s what makes him happy.
well being = benefits = uncreative job = not happy = not-well being = &%$#!
maybe your math is better than mine… what’s your formula?
i wish i had a formula. sigh.
Here’s Lane’s formula:
Do what you love + work obsessively + have no material desires + be OK living in Brooklyn’s smallest apartment = just enough money to pay for health insurance + happiness
My forumula seems to be: work for two years and save some money, get some stability. Be ok with it for the first year and then gradually sink into a funk as my writing life drifts away. Finally, quit and start writing again and building up freelance work. After about two years of feeling way to stressed out about money, go back to another job. Viscous cycle, yes?
oh, dream math. The only one I could ever get an A in.
Wish I had one. Right now I have creative job=insane clients=unfair boss-not happy=not well being.