Sometimes I think that if I had one wish I would like to have more hours in my day. The time goes by so fast…
Last week I had the flue and was stuck in bed all day. Suddenly the time went by so slowly. I had a good time for thinking. I think sometimes the body and the mind say stop, they need to review and rethink and see the prospect.
Sometimes I think about why I am doing my work. Today we can create magic with our technology and of course money. We can create it very fast and we can do thousands of copies in one day. We don´t have to do much work, we can copy and paste. Money is time and time is money we say.
In my bed I saw a documentary from the old masters. Some of the masterpieces took many years to create, but after 500 or 1000 years we are still breathtaken by their work. Today we have much better tools and equipment to create things but we don´t give us the time to do them. I don´t think we have much left of our ambition today to create things that will be remembered after 500 years.
I am not comparing myself with the old masters and I don´t know if my work will live the test of time, but I think I share the same fire. The fire of creating. The magic to see and feel and create from that something that is original, something no one can copy or steal.
And I love every part of this process. And when my work speaks to another person, I got a reason to go on and I find the meaning of why I do my work.
This is a start for a new work but it don´t want to continue and than it simply have to wait for the right time ………