Price, Value, Perfection

So... You have an image in your mind. That perfectly clear image. That one perfect piece of art.

Wherever you go, you subconsciously compare every artifact with that image. Mostly, nothing comes near it. You smirk. You sigh. You carry on.

Then, behind a showcase of an odd shop... you see something that resembles that image. You can only see it from few angles. But it looks like a match. You feel curious. Even excited. You enter the shop.

You ask for the price. Of course it’s going to cost you more than you’re willing to pay! After all, it was the only artifact so far that looked promising. What do you do? Do you buy it? You say, ‘let me have a closer look...’ When you do take a closer look, seriously consider buying it, you start seeing the mismatched shades, unexpected curves. You realize that the so called clear image you had in your mind was not clear enough. You overlooked small details while imagining it which are quite surprising in reality. Did you want that particular color to be there? Or is it spoiling the way you’d like it?

Do you buy it? Do you not? It depends on both, the price and the value of the artifact. Are you afraid of the high price? Or is the perfect image so valuable to you that nothing less is acceptable?

Birthday, Art and Lollipop

Doesn't it feel stupid when someone says they'd forgotten their own birthday? How can that happen??? Alas! I almost forgot my birthday this time. And when yesterday granma reminded me that I turn 22 on 14th, I said "Big Deal". But nop. I was wrong. It IS a big deal!

22. Giving butterflies in my stomach. That number. This year is going to prove a turning point in life. Well, I have had many turning points previously, but I suspect they get bigger with my age. Another lollipop? Maybe. Or maybe multiple lollipops. Forget about what has life planned for me. As it normally happens with me, I am equally curious about what am I going to do with myself.

Recently a friend was telling me about crafting a delicate art-piece. You feel like completing it with one stroke of hand. But that can highly spoil the piece. Do it slowly, carefully, and it gets difficult to maintain steadiness and patience. Isn't life the same? It unfolds itself slowly, smoothly, only when the time comes. One stoke of hand hardly works here. Yes, sometimes, the single stroke is the only right thing to do. But those cases are rare. Wonder if I'll come across them some time soon?

HOLD IT ! !! !!!!

Am I going abstract again? That wasn't the plan. I'll just stop :D

Well, happy 22 to me!