I'm a bit of a perfectionist. I like to do things properly. This is a good driver in my work of art-making. But in the other world, the imperfect world, like any personal quality, it's a Good Thing and a Bad Thing. There have been many times in the past when my fear of failure or, more prosaically, lack of enough time or the perfect tools, has paralysed me and I haven't even begun something, let alone finished it.
Recently I have been occasionally astonishing myself and saying 'good enough is good enough, just get into it and get it done!'
The day, nay the evening before Aftermas this year, I was moaning about the uneven step that was the scene and contributing cause of my literal downfall last Aftermas, and GB simply thought for a few seconds, said 'Quick-drying concrete!', got in the car, bought a bag from Mitre 10 Mega and within 30 minutes the step was done. Inspirational!
|The new level step where I broke my ankle last year.|
Aftermas is a great incentive. Between Christmas and New Year's I spent a happy three days finishing off the edges of the cobblestone area in front of my studio. It was like leaving until last all the edges of a giant irregular jigsaw puzzle. I had a collection of part-pavers and pieces and amazingly, had only three left over when I had finished filling all the holes.
It feels so good to be done and dusted after mumble years of unfinishedness.
Now, a quick sweep with the broom and it looks so nice! Sure it's not perfect. Sure the leaves still get stuck in a few gaps, but at least they're only little leaves now. Now it's such a pleasure to go down the back steps and out to work in my wee studio.
|The steps to our back door, and the alleyway for visitors to my studio.|
|My art studio.|