I've learned over the years that everything is more or less the same amount of work, so you may as well set your sights high and try and do something really cool.
There are other people around who can do the mediocre, meat-and-potatoes work that anybody can do. So let them do that. You make the art that only you can make. You tell the stories only you can tell.
As a solution to various problems you may encounter upon the way, let me suggest this:
Make Good Art.
It's very simple. But it seems to work. Life fallen apart? Make good art. True love ran off with the milkman? Make good art. Bank foreclosing? Make good art.
Keep moving, learn new skills. Enjoy yourself.
Most of the work I've done that's been highly regarded has happened in places where, when I was working on it I tended to suspect that it would go one of two ways � either I was doing something cool that, if I was lucky, people would talk about for some time, or I was doing something that people would have a particularly good laugh about, in the places where they gather to discuss the embarrassing mistakes of those who went before them.
Be proud of your mistakes. Well, proud may not be exactly the right word, but respect them, treasure them, be kind to them, learn from them.
And, more than that, and more important than that, make them.
Make mistakes. Make great mistakes, make wonderful mistakes, make glorious mistakes. Better to make a hundred mistakes than to stare at a blank piece of paper too scared to do anything wrong, too scared to do anything.
Critics will grumble. Of course they will. That's one of the functions of critics. As an artist it's your job to give them ulcers, and perhaps even something to get apoplectic about.
Most of the things I've got right over the years, I got right because I'd got them wrong first. It's how we make art.
Ignore all advice.
In my experience, most interesting art gets made by people who don't know the rules, and have no idea that certain things simply aren't done: so they do them. Transgress. Break things.
[this does not mean go atheist or oh homo ....has become too generic, like playing the 'racist' or 'nazi' card]
-now funneling your bum with pages of the koran that's a new idea
-Gaston Bachelard (1884-1962), French. The Poetics of Reverie,