The Floor
Some of these platters have been with me since Sontweg. Others came along in 2018. Over the years I never really paid attention to what ended up on the floor. One project became another, tools were moved around, ideas were tested, mistakes were made, and without noticing it the floor turned into a painting. Looking at it now, I can remember different periods of my life just by recognizing the marks that are still there.
I'm finally cleaning everything up and redoing the studio. Some things have served their purpose, some things are worth keeping, and some have simply been taking up space for years. It feels good to go through everything instead of letting it pile up even more. The studio has changed because my work has changed, and it no longer fits the way I used to do things.
When I compare where I started to where I am now, the difference is bigger than I realized. Most of that progress didn't happen through big moments. It came from showing up every day, trying again when something didn't work, and staying with it long enough for the small improvements to add up. That's easy to forget when you're in the middle of it, but obvious when you look back.
That's how I want to keep moving forward. I'll keep my attention on today while knowing that what I do now is shaping the next ten years. Every decision, every project, and every habit adds something. You don't build a future all at once you build it one ordinary day at a time.
The studio is changing, and I think that's a pretty accurate reflection of everything else that has changed too.
