there’s a point in the creative process where it clicks.
where I find my way in.
and when I do I realize that it’s been right there all along.
I just hadn’t found the phrase, motif, chord or tiny fragment of an idea that opens the flood gates.
sometimes it takes weeks. sometimes days. sometimes years.
sometimes I need to put it away for a while.
but I think that it’s important to remember that if I hang in there I will eventually find it.
because that is what I’m looking for. I’m always searching for my way in.
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every new arrangement is born of this process
of trial and error of frustration of nearly giving up.
and I have to go through it in order to really appreciate when the germ of an idea just appears.
and I know it’s right because it’s so simple, so elegant and so deeply resonant.
and I feel like skipping around the room or whispering,
thank you.
