I've had the knack of fashion, painting, designing since long. To the extend that my peers from school when they meet me still tell me that I should have done fashion designing (may be I should have). I met an old friend today who reminded me of the same thing.
Anyhow, I sat one day and took out all of my unfinished work and believe you me, it's been ages since I've even seen those. Just to flaunt a few of my work, there are people who are willing to do export business of personalized suits from here till the US (insert Shades smiley).
Anyhow, I sat one day and took out all of my unfinished work and believe you me, it's been ages since I've even seen those. Just to flaunt a few of my work, there are people who are willing to do export business of personalized suits from here till the US (insert Shades smiley).
Projects that begin with such gusto and then fizzle out need motivation of the highest order. It takes a lot to finish something to bring it to totality and not wonder if it's going to turn out the way you hoped it would be. Because sometimes it takes the shape of something so beautiful and other times you are left with an ugly piece of work that you can't stash because of all the effort you've put into it and so you somehow become attached to it. You hide it somewhere, waiting for the time to know what really you intend to do with it. I picked up those forgotten pieces today and made up my mind to fix them, finish them so that someday, at least some part of me doesn't regret that I didn't see it through.
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