I measure the seams
they are a mere quarter inch
but they look too large.
As the design grows
under hands across table:
is it my vision?
I try to listen.
The tale’s words spool out.
I listen harder.
I measure the seams
they are a mere quarter inch
but they look too large.
As the design grows
under hands across table:
is it my vision?
I try to listen.
The tale’s words spool out.
I listen harder.
Love your experiments (as you would an ugly child). Joy is the engine of growth. Exploit the liberty in casting your work as beautiful experiments, iterations, attempts, trials, and errors. Take the long view and allow yourself the fun of failure every day.