On the other side: Know your limitations. Beware Hubris. Pick your battles.
La Primevere et La Plume by Alphonse Mucha
It's a struggle I've always... um... struggled with. I can do anything-- except the things I can't do.
See, I have this vision of a back tattoo. Mucha-inspired. Art Deco. Big. And it will cover up that line drawing I did when I was 20 that is now universally called a "tramp stamp". When I was 20, we just called them "tattoos".
But I've come to realize over the years that my art skills constantly disappoint me. I'm not the artist I want to be. I can draw better than most people, and I can do great things with murals, but there's just no style to it. And the tattoo I'm trying to cover up is one of my own designs, and... I don't like it. I only see its flaws.
How do I explain to someone else exactly what I want? What if they do a lot of work and it's not quite right? I have an artist's eye for detail and color and proportion, and nothing less than perfection will do. Working with someone on that kind of complicated collaboration takes time, work, back and forth, money-- in short, responsibility. And I don't have the mental space for that right now.
So do I do it myself and possibly hate it?
Or really commit to it and have someone else do it?
It's time to admit that I can't do everything. I can't be everything I dream of. There's room for me to improve as a writer, but history shows I'm topped out as an artist and probably shouldn't design anything I'll have to see in a mirror every day for the next sixty years. I'm finally old enough and wise enough to recognize my own limits, at least in regards to needles, patience, and permanence.
As for my own art, I'll stick to things that come with a DELETE button.