⚡ March 11, 2012
Poor Pitiful Pillow 📓
Sunday. I rest my case. I think the reason this particular artistic endeavor has failed so utterly and so miserably is because I embarked upon it for all the wrong reasons. I thought I would get some praise.
Criticism of it stings as if my own writing is being damned. It’s that personal, oddly. And I wanted to make a work of art; instead I have a misshapen sad egg of a thing. A deflated breast, oddly. It’s all very feminine.
Also, it totally changed when I added the puffed dimension. I had conceived it and worked it in the two-dimensional plane. I’ve never made a pillow before, obviously. Once stuffed, it gained an extra essence, and now it’s unwieldy. 📓