Old Friends


I can see how my work is evolving. The change is subtle but I can see it. Not that it’s easy to explain but there is a kind of harmony to the pieces. They look more contained, more complete. My Foundlings look like they are “meant” to be a certain way. When I have a less successful piece, there is an incomplete quality to them and I have an urge to change them.


That is not to say that everything I create is as successful as it could be, just that I am clearer with what I have been creating. This may have less to do with understanding the process and more to do with an understanding of the goal.


My older work just isn’t as consistently complete as I would like it and yet, this incompleteness has an endearing quality to it. Like an old friend who is irritating at times but is a good friend never-the-less. Their faults seem to me more like personality.



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