I used to believe that. These days, I'm certainly happier making art than whatever it was people wanted to pay me to do on a computer. Why can't happy people

I used to believe that. These days, I'm certainly happier making art than whatever it was people wanted to pay me to do on a computer. Why can't happy people make great art? Do we also think that sober people can't write great novels, or people who survive past age 27 can't make great music? I can think of countless counterexamples to all of these. Just because there were miserable great artists in the past doesn't necessarily mean you have to be miserable to be a great artist.