Some days I’m too tired to write or draw. Some days I’ve got other things I need to do or would rather be doing. Some days, I just don’t feel like it. But that’s also true of when I show up to my day job except, I always do, and I get the work done, whether I feel like it or not. Maybe it’s the same with my art-making?
What can I learn from how brewers help or hinder the flavour profile of rice when they’re making sake?
If I’ve only noticed the sunrise a handful of times out of tens of thousands of daily opportunities. What else have I missed?
If we never know when the world will offer us a new idea, how can we best prepare for the moment when it inevitably comes?
If you feel like dancing, you probably wouldn’t book last minute tickets to a Chopin concert. So what’s bad music? And can bad books exist?
What changes in an art practice when the sharing of the work one makes becomes secondary to making the work in the first place?
