I once read an article about the scary skills of the famed Larry Bird.
Now not being a basketball fan, or of any other sport for that matter(-10 on my man card), I wasn’t really into the article, but I continued reading because my only other choices were Better Homes and Gardens and Glamour. As I read on, the more involved and invested I became because it relates to a personal philosophy of mine.Larry was a professional and he was not only a professional, he was a pro that other pros looked up to.
Why? As I read on they told me. He would come early to EVERY practice and shoot free throws and three pointers, and do the same after everybody left.
HE WAS OBSESSED.
He had a passion that he exercised constantly that gave him a clean and pure satisfaction rivaled by few other human activities…and even those can’t be sustained as long, well maybe. : )
This release of raw emotion and gratification was a driving force. Creating all the intrinsic qualities that go into good work; detail, efficiency, compulsive practice, though practice comes consistency, through consistency comes foresight, and so on.
My verbose point is that being obsessive can be good and can get you to heights that others only have cute lil’ dreams about.
The issue is….when is enough enough?
At what point do you call it a day practicing and go back to your life and stop talking incessantly about woodworking so you can have friends, and a family and not drive them obliviously insane with the intricacies of how to put a camber on a plane iron or the latest thing that you discovered about a design flaw that you’ll improve on next time you go drool in your man cave.
And even further is your obsession productive and fruitful like Thomas Moser spending 10 or 12 hours at the lathe and not getting tired of it and building your empire to serve the greater good of humanity by bringing mass production and hand work into a cohesive bond to give Americans a well rounded choice against completely machine produce plastic mold injected crapo?
I have found a happy medium that suits me and my life for the moment…but I’m sure it will change as my life and my objectives change. I’m also interested in you guys out there.
You Lumberjockers riding the wave of obsession and trying not to go over the falls. How you manage your obsessions and your life together, what discussions you can and can’t have with you significant others, or family, because they’ve heard seventeen versions of how to make a wedged mortise and tenon.
Thanks ahead of time for offering up a glimpse into your own glorious personal madness.
Yours in wood