Safe

It's a great feeling to praised, to be told that you've done a good job. To get that little pat on the head, that tasty hunk of cheese after you have ran through the maze. It's a way of having what you think is true accepted, and for most of us that's pretty much all we really want and need. It feels warm to feel loved.

On the other hand, being told that you have failed hurts. How much could somebody really love you if they don't love something that you have created? It gets cold and lonely out there sometimes and who needs to feel like that? Being alone in the cold sucks. It sucks ice.

And that's one of the major reasons most people will never be artists, no matter what they tell themselves or others.

They don't take chances.

Crossing the edge scares them.

Better safe than artsy.