The minute we think something is impossible, the minute we utter that word to ourselves…we quit trying. We cannot see a way so forget it. Nobody can do it. There is a wonderful feeling in giving up. You dont have to think about it anymore , its won’t be on your mind, its over. You quit.
But I like to think of the impossible as a lost child. The child wants to you find him but if you quit nobody will find him ever and he will die. Imagine if you were the child, you would want someone to try really hard to save him from death. Ideas are like that. Why do you think we even get creative ideas? Are they just our meaningless musings wasting our time and energy? Or are our creative ideas from the Creator and they were given to us as a mission to be accomplished. If the latter is true then they we better do them. I believe that we did not make ourselves. Ideas do not come from nowhere.
Aren’t you so glad that Renoir and Matisse worked way way into old age with so many handicaps in their body? They did not have to work , they could have just relaxed with their success. But their last works were spectacular.
What if your idea is what everyone need and wants and it will last forever? It is always worth pursuing your creative endeavor till you are dead. Then you can quit , but only then.
I like this site. These folks don’t seem to worry too much about what’s “possible,” and with that fearless approach I’ll bet they can do anything.