Thursday, November 5, 2009
After struggling for hours to produce a single little hand on the sculpture I’ve been working on and looking at the 50 or so other little hands I would need to do to complete it my frustration grew to the point where I said "Fuck This" and put all the pieces in a box and put the box in a drawer. I often feel that my ambitions exceed my abilities. My fine motor skills are inadequate to produce what I feel is an acceptable result. My postings to this blog seem to follow a similar trajectory. I feel that my posts should say something that is meaningful to me and hopefully meaningful to the readers. I then sit and stare at my computer screen trying to come up with the words to match these criteria. This quickly degrades into a loop of thinking about thinking. Fortunately, since the rest of my life is so good, I can put these concerns in a little folder in the back of my mind and get on with my life. I think I'll try to make a chair.