I crushed my thumb in a door playing hide and seek as a seven year old. When it was in a cast I tried to use my left hand, but I was too lazy - resulting in frustration and tears. A few things dawned on me over the long healing period. Yeah I was only seven, but still - they dawned on me.
- I never thought your hand could be on fire without flames.
- I never wanted to not be without my hand ever again.
When I was thinking of how to crack into this post to give you a feel of what I create and why. I straight away thought of the pain of not having the ability to create. Though I tend to have a positive outlook on life, I also agree that everything is a lesson and you can choose how it teaches you. For me - pain is one of the biggest lessons.
I learnt through the burn of my thumb each night; how much I loved being able to create with my hands. Looking back, it is a moment that reminds me not to take my ability to draw for granted. Or the ability to touch and connect for that matter. These valuable fleshy digits - along with some imagination - allow the creation of this post. And the creation of many other creations. I am grateful for that.
I'm going travelling soon, so here you will see what I see through my fingers. I like to evoke a positive persona and hope to have this attitude bleed into my work. If it doesn't seem that way, I may just be in the midst of learning a lesson - with benefits i'm unaware of yet.
Enjoy / Rochy