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Well it depends. I have a regular job that I have certain hours of the day that I have to be there at. I have another, less regular job, that I have to be there for at certain hours of the night. Then I am also an artist and that occasionally brings money my way too.
My day job - I'd say for the money. Not that I don't enjoy it, but I have been doing it for 5 years now and it has gotten old. I wouldn't mind a similar job but with more freedom to change things and make important decisions. I love that it's still in the arts and has allowed me to see and do some cool things and meet some amazing people. Even so, the money stinks.
My night job - I do it for the love. I love to sing. The money sucks. But still, on a week where I have 3 nights in a row in the same bar doing similar sets each night, those 3 in a row are for the money. Not just for my sake but for the sake of the guy I play with, who lives off only this.
My art - definitely for the love. I have sunk so much money into this and got so little back, I would be crazy to still want to do it for the money. Though I have hope, like roachboy, that there may be more money to be had from it in the hazy future. I only want that because I want to do this full time and be able to quit the day job instead.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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