In my case the division is among a demanding day job, family responsibilities around a wife and two young children (not a complaint, but a joyful noisy chaotic reality), and the defining passion of my life, making images. In many ways I’m grateful I don’t have the pressure of making my living as a photographer. I’m free to pursue art for art’s sake, and see where this might take me. But against that is the aroma of dilettante that in some minds adheres to photographers like me; and the inevitable tug-of-war among the forces that want a piece of me.

Not self-pity here; I got it good. But I feel your pain, for different reasons. I continue to wish you well, and to enjoy your thoughtful and layered work.