One thing has turned out to be true of my creative cycle: in working each piece, I navigate through various stages of confidence and even euphoria, running the entire gamut to despair and refusal. It seems in each work I must reach a crisis moment, a moment when I am ready to throw in the towel and toss the piece altogether...that's it, it's ruined, nothing can save it now....all that work lost to a total lack of inner vision...
But unless I go through that crisis, that dark place, the piece will never be really good. So I am holding on here, waiting to get through the tunnel somehow, maybe tomorrow. or next week, who knows...
But unless I go through that crisis, that dark place, the piece will never be really good. So I am holding on here, waiting to get through the tunnel somehow, maybe tomorrow. or next week, who knows...
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