Thursday, August 4, 2011
It's the journey, not the destination
Both pics taken with the iphone.
A friend of mine, who is the exhibit designer for a Very Groovy art museum, tells me that in the world of high-profile art these days, artists value their PROCESS above and beyond the fruits of their labors. He is also a painter who, by his own admission, never finishes a painting. He'll start one, put it aside and somehow never get back to it. That process of half-painted paintings is what is interesting to him, not the paintings themselves.
I have the opposite problem. Every now and then I get in a mood to paint. Once I start, it's rather hard to know when to call it a day. Usually I don't stop until I run out of paint, not a great way to decide when the painting is complete. I overpaint, almost always. Yeah.
My profession is process oriented, though somehow when I'm working I don't overdo it. I wonder why. I enjoy labor intensive cooking - probably because of the process, though I admit the meal itself is equally important to me. I bought a crock pot a few years ago that I left at the house on Tennessee Avenue when I moved. Throwing everything in a pot and flipping a switch is no fun at all, no matter how savory and delicious the result.
Here on the blog I am inclined to take my time figuring out what to do. I'm definitely not inclined to dump this thing all at once, leaving without explanation. So I guess the dead tree isn't the best symbol of what's going on here (I mean, the fact that the tree died and they cut it down straightaway.)
I still don't know what's happening here, why I feel differently about it, or what to do. One thing I wish is that the process of discovery was more interesting or at least more fun. It's quite tedious - just like my posts of late. Sincere apologies for that!