The artist never graduates

Years elapse with no apparent intention of an end.

They want you to finish it to find closure and move on to the next ‘big thing’ without understanding the brisk tempo of a focused, hungry maker.

Creators are slow cookers and even slower chewers, interspersed with periods of gorging. They expect to uncover as many mistakes and regrets as discoveries of new strengths and skills, all the while grappling with the forced and unpredictable.

It takes time to go forward and ship things, to hurry slowly with the occasional deadline like Picasso had with Guernica.

The artist never graduates, trying to be clever without being pretentious.

In a cycle of learning, the beginner wades like water over rocks and tweaks to days on end.