I am always amazed how closely making art resembles my experiences as an athlete. If you miss a day of practice there is a loss of intellectual and muscle memory. Slight as it may appear to others, it amazes me. I know there are stories about Joe DiMaggio and how he, after a hiatus, returned to go 4 for 4. I believe this kind of success occurs because the athlete (or artist) feels the gap between knowing and acting; because of this discomfort he increases his concentration. The magnified concentration may look like success, but the athlete (artist) knows better. It does not feel as good as when intuition, emotions, hand and eye, all work together as one. Yesterday I felt this distance between my mind and my physical output. I spent about half a day in the studio before I gave up because of frustration. The two drawings I made did not come easy. I did not like making them, and I am troubled with the results. Both drawings look awkward and strained. I will be back in the studio today. I am sure things will go better. Yesterday my mind and body returned from illness. Both felt stiff and out of shape. It has to go better today because yesterday's struggles were a good day of practice. Even though I hate the phrase "practice makes perfect," I do believe practice moves one toward the impossible goal of perfection.
3/23/2011 10:42:06 pm
Happiness is not about being immortal nor having food or rights in one's hand. It’s about having each tiny wish come true, or having something to eat when you are hungry or having someone's love when you need love.
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