My painting teacher shifted uncomfortably while I cried in the hallway outside the classroom. I was so frustrated. I could envision what I wanted my painting to be but I couldn't make the darn paint do what I wanted. My teacher said, "You're the one who wants to be here." This was true. I wanted to paint like Rembrandt instantly and it just wasn't happening. But even Rembrandt couldn't paint like Rembrandt in the beginning. I wasn't letting myself be a learner.
Let yourself be a learner.