Blueprinting Synthesis
A tribute - to the occasional toss in character. Self doubt and self love, feel yourself move between the both of them. Sometimes even between morning and afternoon. I am perplexed by the significance of our self perception.
Daily we devote ourselves to this self examination to answer how we will act. What we will do with the day, how little we will embrace the world, is determined by how greatly we deprecate or enchant.
I admire the level of capacity I embody; I take care in where I find myself, who I interact with—and especially encase an awareness of what effect it has on my being. As has been said, a violinist in a concerto is valued higher than that of an excellent player in a subway.
I too understand that the response to our labor has an impact not only on the perceived value of the work, but on one's willingness to proceed with the effort or the process. How often my mood fluctuates is also determined by these outside factors.
How much I challenge a single subject or topic, and how quickly I move onto the next—all has an impact on the overarching portfolio I present to you today. You will see more fluctuation in topics of interest rather than a resonance of similarity.
I admire sculpture for this ability to be seen multidimensionally, to be felt. I admire painting for its depth, its life—its breadth and scene abilities. All fit within a few nanometers in length.
I harbor such an intent for the extravagance of the arts, the extravagance of perfection—creation to completion. So much exists in potential before we are granted such the occasion as to turn ourselves kinetic.
To express the greatest values and virtues of the beauties of life is to do justice to the battle between positivity and negativity. Allowing the soul to have faith, trust, and assurance—even in the bleakest of moments.
Pride compared to humble humility—I propose that the latter requires a sound dose of the former. Respect for oneself allows us to enjoy the presence of others.
Examination follows, not as confirmation but as an exposure. What I expected is never what I meet. The results rarely mirror the hypothesis, often taking to bend, fracture, reflect something I could not have designed.
I believe the discrepancy is more revealing than the alignment. To compare what I imagine against what I encounter is a way to measure how far I have traveled inside myself. The fault lines between intent and outcome carry the most substance.
Search for more questions than I need answered. It has become my instinct, a rhythm I fall into. The question stands taller than the response. I keep the air charged, when the enemy remains at large.
A salute, the end of a pursuit, often only a temporary ledge, a rest before the climb continues. To provide solutions to broad questions is to be permissive to life: what is beauty, what is work.
The effort remains valuable, even if its answers collapse under the weight of the day. Asleep from day, for when I am with you, the unknown.