I’m pretty gifted. I probably say that with some conceit, because I’m pretty conceited too, but I still have reason to believe it’s true. I’m good at a lot of things, and I’ve had any number of personality issues because I approach the world at a high enough level that people have trouble keeping up with me.
One of the things that reading LumberJocks is doing is teaching me humility. And it’s doing this in two ways.
To me, there are two types of artists: There are those I find inspirational, who make me want to try to emulate their work because I think it’s worth doing, and there are those that I’m in awe of, who don’t inspire me to take up something because I know that they’ve put in years or decades to come to where they are in their craft, and even with that there’s likely some innate tweak that just makes them better.
And I see the work of both types of people here. Both those who inspire me to want to try new things, and those who do things so well and have done so for so long that I’ve no hope of doing what they do.
Oddly, the harder of those things to deal with is the inspiration, because among my flaws is a difficulty in staying focused. So when I look at some of the work here that inspires me, I have to be careful not to go running off trying to emulate it. Because that way lies fragmented energies and incomplete projects when I don’t have the effort to finish things.
So, y’all with the carving, in both categories, keep up the beautiful work, and I’ll just sit back here with my gaping jaw and gawk. And try, try, try to not go order a few more wetstones and some good chisels.
-- Dan Lyke, Petaluma California, http://www.flutterby.net/User:DanLyke