Ahem… Yes please!
Montre en forme de tête de mortAuteur :Rousseau Jean (1606-1684)Crédit photographique :
This. Is. Incredible.
Increasingly, at work I find myself more interested in what should be than what is. Should be an interesting year.
Over the last few years at work we have gradually gotten inventory down from a nightmarish two day event, to a mere 4-6 hours. This still means giving up a night, and often a Sunday, but it’s much better than it used to be.
This year, after arguing tirelessly that we should upgrade our store into the 21st century with a spiffy new computer system, everyone was panicked. We scheduled all night and all day Sunday. We cancelled plans and brought in food.
I told them it’s gonna be easy, but no one listened because change is scary, and clearly our expensive high tech new computer system can’t do what 8 people with clip boards can.
In less than two hours we completed the shortest inventory in our history.
I don’t get embarrassed very often at all. I have, in fact, been told that I should be embarrassed on a number of occasions; because the humans have to remind me how to behave.
However, which is a word I like much more than but, I am preemptively embarrassed about a lot of things that shouldn’t embarrass me.
For example, if I begin to write something -a poem, a story, maybe even a blog post- I am more likely to scrap it because I am worried about the result than because of any actual flaws. I’m worried about reception even when there isn’t an audience.
This makes little sense, and it’s annoying.
In art, according to Arian who seems to be much better at this than I am (though it could be a sneaky facade), one is supposed to learn how to run with the mistakes. A smudge or a line that went the wrong way, or came across to thick, should be integrated.
This is also how life is. We are living in pen, not pencil. Mistakes can’t be erased, or even covered up all that well, they just have to be merged into the whole. You have to find a way to discover something beautiful through all the tiny imperfections.
Arian is phenomenally talented at this with art, and one day will be with life.
I’m okay at it with life, and aim to be better. However (because but isn’t an option), I need to work on it when it comes to my creativity.
The other thing I’ve noticed is, I’m especially bad when it’s personal. If I’m writing for an assignment (which I haven’t done in years), or designing on commission (which I do almost daily), I can finish and figure it out. I typically sing better with a big audience too.
However (#3) if it’s something personal, I’m not so confident with it. If I’m writing from my heart, the kind that is supposed to flow better, sometimes it won’t come out right. If I’m designing for myself I’m staring at a blank screen. If I’m singing alone, I lose focus.
I need to see through all the tiny imperfections.
I need to see all the tiny imperfections through.