In Conversation with Perfectionism

To the piece of me that is paralyzing,

For you, I exist in a future version of myself, paralyzed with the guilt of never being as good as edited memories, nor idealized future versions of me.

With your lens distorting my view, there is a dissonance for my greatness. Not an insecurity, but an understanding that I’m not where I want to be yet - but that is no excuse for not bringing art into this world.

For this reason, this blog is a first draft. So that it does not end up in the google drive that is bursting at its virtual seams, begging for its contents to see the light of day. This much I know, life is too short to not lean into my dreams, and release the work that will never be good enough to me, but just might resonate with one other human - wouldn’t that be beautiful?

by David Finch @hoodfinch on Instagram