5 – 2020
Actually it is more than just accepting it. It is living with it, adapting to the fact, even celebrating it.
My teacher once said. “A perfect form – e.g. a sphere – is dead.” For example, a piece of wood shaped by a CNC machine according to mathematical measurements into a perfect (or near perfect, because even machines have flaws) sphere has the charisma of a machine-made thing. Its dead. Whereas the natural flaws of a hand made sphere bring the form to life. It breathes.
So accepting imperfection in my sculptures has been a constant learning process for me. I usually strive for perfection and was often frustrated by either my own inabilities or the supposed flaws of the wood. But as the tree from which this wood comes is a living being, so am I.
The trick is to find the point of letting go. How many scratches to leave in the surface? Can I eradicate every bump in the flow of the form? Or rather how small has the bump to be to be accepted by my searching fingertips?
Am I being sloppy or a control freak? Its not exactly a fine line between them rather a whole area of possibilities and decision making. I definitely go beyond Paretos 80/20 rule. But that still leaves a gap of 20% towards perfection and a pathway of up to 80% of work to get there.
In the end it’s a gut feeling. When a sculpture doesn’t make me feel uneasy and restless any more its finished. Hope that someday I learn that lesson in life as well.