I have been making stuff, lots of stuff and writing just does not do it for me. I have got nothing to say, its all about making. I have not got a lot to say about making either………exept:
its about using tools,
its about solving things
its about realising ideas
its is about really liking what you made
its about what you made being appropriate and engaging
its about making it better
its about having another idea
its about break-throughs after cul-de-sacs
its about being receptive to new stimulas
its about your hands getting a little scuffed, a little scratched and your forearms aching where you were wrestling the thing you were making, fatique is the proof that you were really doing it
its about wanting to carry on again tomorrow
its that feeling when it went wrong, but you found a way out
its about the anticipation of it all coming together soon
its about what other people think when you finished it
its about the knowledge you have lost away somewhere coming to the top and actually being relevant and usefull
its about watching other people doing stuff you never knew about
its the surprise that it does fit, it does match, it will go through, it does bend enough, it is wide enough and you can do it
its when you see something and say ‘that’s it’…. I’ll use that
and its that feeling when you look back at what you made
