In the beginning, a canvas.
To any casual observer it is blank.
Think of the idiom: "A blank canvas!"
Spoken eagerly, with excitement for what is to come.
But for the artist -- for me -- it is not blank.
Rather it is covered with uncertainty, questions, self doubt.
Will it be right? Will it be good enough?
Am I good enough?
In the middle, a journey.
Challenges and victories.
Successes and failures.
Frustration and joy.
A canvas, no longer blank.
A work of art, varnished, framed, wired. Complete.
Except, once again, we come full circle to
What next? Will it be right?
Will I be good enough?