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the line

In business there’s a line. It’s very fine and people say their on one side when they really sit on the other. 

My level of detail and ability to hold patience is a gift from my parents. Depending how you look at it, it may or may not be a positive trait. Too far in perfection, a business finds itself looking closer to closed doors. Too lacking in detail and consumers may not walk through your door. 

We view quality through our own eyes and too often forget to see what the consumer requires. A person of detail can easily loose ones self in thinking they require more when in fact the consumer can’t see or appreciate the difference. In this case the added effort, lands unappreciated and waists time and resources. 

One side of the line is equally as important as the other, where in no attention to detail neglects a consumers requirement and no matter the sales ploys, eventually ends the company. 

Personally I’ve found controlling what I do and how I do it, eases the need to either perfect or fall on sloppy production. Simply, it’s finding what I enjoy. Adapting it where needed but not focussing too much on what I “really” expect nor what produces the most money.

Keeping myself from falling too much in perfection or too much in greed. There in, you find the balance. 

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looking for a win through words

I’ve been writing quite a bit since I focused on a whole food, plant based lifestyle. I started transforming my diet much earlier then the removal of meat, dairy, eggs and oil but the writing didn’t come about till my freedom of disease and pain became glaringly apparent. To most I’d imagine my statement of freedom seems ridiculous and I can relate. It’s interesting how realization often doesn’t happen till you’re personally exposed to change. Until this point, a feeling of norm seems to be our minds state. 

Once I dropped meat, dairy and eggs, I began an unbelievable transformation in health. So unbelievable, my excitement was consuming and I felt it important to enlighten all those around me. Despite trying to demonstrate to people and not just spouting off at the mouth, this transformation was too obscure for people to grasp. I was met with disbelief, anger and criticism. I watched those I love around me full of disease, pain and in mental disarray. They had though, been taught to believe this was just the way of life and the decay of their body was attributed to aging. With the resistance I received I needed to keep my focus and the energy I put out seemed better spent on my transformation.

The health transformation was almost instant and it continued. As hard as the change was at times, becoming more “alive” became my addiction. There’s no quick transformation in the search of a clear direction. Especially when all the true information is deep down in our culture, in our reading and displaced by greed and capitalism. Once you get used to how to see the truth and how to ignore the propaganda that is killing us, there is an enlightenment to the search.

To give up on popular culture and all I grew up with definitely took its toll on me. Change is all around us but we resist it, almost as if we think we have the power to keep things the same. We don’t. Never have and never will. It’s evident the efforts, to resit changing to a whole food plant passed diet has a huge element of “addiction” attached to it. Hidden in the foods, we’re accustomed and tricked into adoring what we were eating. Only when we find ourselves in a state of addiction do we embrace resistance. A sad position to find our selves in.

And so the writings are my best balance of inner growth, outward exposure and reduced face to face conflict. 

Here in my words I really hope for a win. The win being another helping hand in people regaining control of their most important asset. Their health.

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focus eh

Here, just now, I deleted a couple paragraphs of what could have been some really nice information pertaining to wrapping vehicles. My focus isn’t there though, so lets dive deeper. A colour change of a vehicle is a craft. Kinda a boring one at that. Three days of teardown, clean, prep and wrap, tuck and trim then resemble. Something beautiful arrises but my mind feels its lost time. I guess as far as my mind is concerned, I require depth, creativity in expression and the risk of failure. If I fail at a colour change its due to the material, environment or vehicle condition. Something obviously repairable at the time. When I talk “failure”… true failure to me is pushing whats possibly creative in my mind with the chance my vision could fall flat in execution. Its happened. people don’t see it, so thats a good thing I guess. I’m my judge, so… happy I still provide to the public what they want but – I know – if I nailed it or missed it.

Creative in vinyl can be loud but it can also be very detailed and subtle. Layered vinyl. Patterns underneath a wrap. Gloss on matt and throw in some satin. Theres some great variety these days in automotive vinyls and making them dance together in a calm design or blatant display can be soooo satisfying. Obviously, like anything, we find each project dictated by not only the vision, products and canvas, but as well by the people in play on the project. The client, suppliers and helpers. Often times, grander is cut short through the process and unfortunately even at the beginning. By budget, contrasting vision, lack of trust, materials… but every project still holds a glimmer of amazement. When I see it, I grab it and save it. Hold onto it to swirl into a future design.

focus eh. I feel I’m on two ends of the word. Completely obscure, grasping at everything all the while in the moment taking what seems like eternity on the littlest detail. I’ve been all over the board finding satisfaction in any sort of mixed media. handling the finest detail is in my bag of tricks but replicating it over and over, day in and day out is not. So wheres my focus? Seriously, I am asking this right now. I talk above, about my interpretation of the satisfaction I gain in the automotive vinyl world but thats just juggling around the details to keep interest. I have multiple different personal projects, equipment and materials in a variety of genres slowly growing around me. I’m waiting to be spoken to. Am I too wound trying to find direction, that I’ve let slip the perfect path for me?

So, again I say, focus eh. No this isn’t some big lead up to me being Canadian. This is literally me talking it out to see if I can pull something from my words or spur on a new thought taking me closer in the direction I wish to find myself following. So I did mention the hinderance of people in the process and I do know I desire more personal art projects. Within paying the bills I don’t really keep on them and they sit there staring at me. The blank canvas, the full blocks of wood, uncarved wax, design sketches and an array of different materials sitting on the shelf. I know I’m answering my question so why do I find myself still talking about it instead of really putting my mind to work on these projects? I want to blame family, friends, work requirements, weather, home maintenance, pets, relationships, vehicle maintenance, health, exercise… stop… because I’m just saying life is getting in the way.

Lets see if I can answer this? Can I turn my creative projects into my life? I am a very practical and methodical individual and need definition to what I do. Funny I just said that as I have recently been exploring the open belief principal in all aspects of my life. Hmmmm. To not hold serious definition to anything and be open to growth, understanding and expression. Definitives are limiting. They instigate aggression, greed and control. Thats the thought wondering around up there. Up there, as in my mind. In case you were wondering.

So… I want to drop definition to find enlightenment. I want satisfaction to be found within daily routine that mixes with expression and not hindered by people, monetary requirement and production.

I’ve got it! Artist in a box on the street corner! Damn, I’m gunna have to work on a hybrid idea as I’m sure my wonderful, beautiful wife would prefer to come home to me then visit me on the corner. Well, as I’m trying not to define things these days, I’ll leave this open as the conversation may work itself out in my mind over time.