I have been contemplating this card of the Rider-Waite Tarot. I was talking about not heeding advices and made the analogy of running towards a chasm despite many warnings. This was the image that I was thinking of, although it is much less pleasant then it might seem. There is one element in the interpretation of the card that I find especially fitting and would like to discuss here: "The number 0 is a perfect significator for the Fool, as it can become anything when he reaches his destination."
To that, I would like to add some conditions: "The Fool can become anything, as long as he takes wisdom to heart and accepts the fact that he is a fool."

These conditions are some things that I have been struggling with a long time and that I see others struggling with as well. It is very well to get critique and listen to it, but how do you take it to heart? Critique can only be useful when something else happens to it when it enters your head. For that, I have to accept that I am a fool. Wisdom takes up space in your head, it needs a place to work. If you shut it out, nothing will happen to it.

So how can you do that? That is what I would like to know. How do you let critique and advice show through in your art or your work? I know I have received many great advices here and elsewhere. Especially on the subject of my artistic endeavours, I haven't actually applied much of that though. Partly because I do not usually visit the same theme twice, perhaps also because I fear this means I was a fool the first time. Which is, of course, the most important reason for not doing anything with advices.
When it comes to more general advices, I often fear that they will diminish my own 'style'. This is also a much heard reply, when dealing with critique. Something that might be wrong with something is called 'style' or 'taste'. So how can we take advice to heart, make a place for it, without loosing a part of ourselves?

Perhaps we only can if we accept that we are not yet whole and need others to show us where the holes are and maybe let them fill up a piece of it with themselves. I, for one, find that a very frightening vision. But maybe it is also what living and learning is about; becoming entangled with others. Maybe those ties are all that withhold us from running down the chasm.