I will never be perfect, neither will you and nothing ever will be. But as I strive for a more humble and empathetic outlook in my work and life, I still find myself working towards a perfection of my craft. This is an obvious contradiction, yet it seems to make sense in my head and heart. Every instrument is better than the last, yet I can still point out flaws that a customer never sees. I somehow need to be proud of my work and aware of how it can be better. How do I do it? I let go.
And now, I let this one goes to Mitch, who is also imperfect and beautiful at the same time.
Mastergrade Myrtle from the Oregon coast and pistachio from California orchards thanks to woodfromthewest.com. The spruce neck is from Camp Westwind in Otis, OR.