My immediate reaction reading this for the first time was to cringe in horror
at the thought of carving anything into a piano bench.
Then I read the rest of the quote and my perspective shifted.
"Cold perfectionism" has got to go.
Yesterday, as I was gluing layers together,
the paper didn't cooperate and I ended up with some wrinkles.
"Cold perfectionism" was right there with her scorn.
It was one of those moments when I had to call on all the learning
and all the letting go of the learning to allow the wrinkles to become part of the art.
I love the idea of "showing up soft and loud in spaces of quiet hardness".
I confess, I am the perpetrator of those spaces of "quiet hardness" most of the time.
I'm not big on loud. but I am all in with softness.
Namaste'
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