Perfectionism is a mean, frozen form of idealism, while messes are the artist’s true friend.
Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird
As many of you already know, one of my favorite times of the day over the past few years has been those times we refer to as twilight or predawn, right before sunrise. In my eyes these times are a continuation of my morning prayer and meditation. When I am able to start my day with nature in the pre-dawn, my intentions for the day will be in a much better place. I will therefore handle challenges and messes of the day much more gracefully. Notice I did not say I handle them perfectly, just much more gracefully.
As many of you know, I also post a lot of sunrise images. Some are decent enough to share here. Some will not be close to printable images. Some were such a mess they are gone, discarded into cyberspace, never to be seen again. Yet, every image I’ve taken has been an opportunity to learn. Admittedly, I’ve repeated several of those lessons. This begs the question, do these messes make me an artist? I’m going with yes.