I find that an entertainer is quite content to sit still, and i think an artist always has a little motion, always going somewhere. may not know where it is, but there is some sort of unnamed destination. there is some pulling, some movement. so i just found myself in that category according to my own analysis.
Success has always been the greatest liar - and the "work" itself is a success; the great statesman, the conqueror, the discoverer is disguised by his creations, often beyond recognition; the "work," whether of the artist or the philosopher, invents the man who has created it, who is supposed to have create it; "great men," as they are venerated, are subsequent pieces of wretched minor fiction