the hard part

i won't lie: the past couple weeks have felt like a stand still. for a while, my little head was spinning with ideas. still is, sort of. i know that i'm getting to the point where the ideas need to turn into something tangible, though, something concrete.

this is the hard part.

i take a photography class on monday nights at the san francisco art institute. it always seems like a chore to physically get out the door, but as soon as i turn the corner onto valencia and head across town, my headspace does a 180. pirate cat radio has a great show monday nights (the ice cream and cake show). the sun's usually just set. and when i drive over the crest on lombard, looking over the bay, i know i'm in the right place.

i pour myself a glass of wine when i get home and i start to let my guard down. after critique and conversation in class, i realize that not everything has to be perfect. in fact, it might just be better if things aren't perfect. i start to turn the negative self-critic into a more positive one. i start thinking about what i can do.


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