Collab with someone whose style is the opposite of yours. It’ll stretch you more than ten solo pieces.

Working alone, you keep choosing what you already prefer, and preference tightens over time until it is a groove you cannot see out of. Someone with opposite instincts forces decisions you would never have reached: they want it louder, slower, funnier, plainer. You end up defending your choices, which is the first time you have to know why you make them.

Ask the person whose work you find baffling to make one thing with you. Agree that both of you get veto on nothing. Afterwards, note the two moments you hated most, because those are the edges of your own habit.