From my experience there are two types of artists. Nearly all have varying degrees of each type. A sliding scale, so to speak.
The first type is inspired from within and filled with love for the subject. The inspiration is the drive and love powers it. They are creative because they are connected with the creative force beyond themselves. The creative spark is spiritual in origin, even if they don't think of it that way. There is peace while they work. They have minimal expectations. They tend to not be materialistic nor do they spend enormous amounts on equipment. They strongly desire to celebrate life and are filled with appreciation. They share their work out of love, to rejoice in life or god's creation.
The second type of artist does it for glorification of the false self, the ego. They are self obsessed and usually unaware of it. On the surface their artwork can appear very beautiful however their motives are dark. They feed off the attention from others. The emotional vampire that is never satisfied for long, their abnormal drive mistakenly admired by others, is an enslavement to the false self. They pursue their goal with ruthless determination and wish to dominate all others in all aspects of their life. They pride themselves on being special. They will often spend enormous amounts of money on equipment or self promotion advertising, etc. They don't celebrate the achievements of others, but are filled with jealously, hate, anger and secretly despise others. They only compare themselves with others as an automatic conditioned response. When the public's eye is on them, they will not admit to the evil within and they wear a mask to hide their deeper and very dark self. They fear the light. This is the subject for many books and there are thousands of traits and behaviors to know.
There is no medical cure for narcissism, but there are people who have been cured of it by powerful, life changing, spiritual experiences. A good example out of many is Howard Storm. He was an abusive egomaniac of a professor of art at a university until he died at the age of thirty eight. He came back to life after having a profound experience where, among many things, he was shown his behavior without the 'self delusion' he suffered. He is now an entirely different person. He is filled with love. He now has profound inspiration. He has life more than he ever knew before. Listen to him talk and it's clear that he is filled with life, love and such genuine sorrow and empathy for the trail of victims and destruction he left behind.
Please watch this video where he personally testifies to his experience www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pi3e16…
There are many videos on YouTube on the subject of people who died and came back to life, 'near death experiences', and they are completely changed for the better.
In 1979 I wrecked on my bicycle and had a near death experience. I was knocked out after slamming my chin down on hard pavement from a very high jump on a big mulch pile. I saw beings of light flying in a nebula and heard a very loud singing (of angels). It was uncomfortably loud. Maybe I wasn't ready for heaven I don't know. After maybe a minute or two, a woman 'being' helped me back to my body.
I came back a different person. It's hard to describe how deep the changes go. What we think is important here, is not over there. Fame, money, admiration, personal achievements, social status, etc are not important even if everything we learn here says otherwise. Even things like going to school or other things we do without question are not nearly as important as we think. It took me several months to re-integrate back into this world. This is common for NDE'ers. Many activities we do felt unhealthy or alien to me. I had no help. No one to talk to. I told my brother of the experience (he was there at the wreck) but if I recall correctly he didn't understand (how could he). For many years I thought it was not a real experience. I tried hard to forget it. But it changed me.
I've never made any money here on DA, but the photos could still be for other types of ego boosting. Nor can you take my word for it that I do my work out of some degree of selflessness. Please believe me when I say that I want you to rejoice in the images. Appreciate them as an expression of love, something that seems to be getting harder to find.