And all this time I thought the way I made stuff was...

some sort of unique and personal dysfunction, or at least a subconscious rebellion against linear processes...

Then this, which makes me hopeful and optimistic on this sunny morning:

(read the post here... which pretty much sums up EXACTLY how I muddle about, albeit without the quality or success of results Mr. Lynch achieves...)

I'd suggest reading the whole "Dear Artist" series...good stuff.