Posted by Lezard on July 9, 2002 at 10:43:42:
York, there was a weekend market which I had a table.
I was in a conked-out state at that time. The first customer on the
first day asked for a dream catcher.
When I was doing her, I wasn't focus, I was heated up, my breathing
was shallow, my brain is crumbled up in my rectum.
My hands were shaking, the henna came out in blobs after the outline.
Instead of focusing on it, I panicked internally while wearing a scowl
on my black face.
Needless to say, that day I managed to produce the most horrible piece
of work in my life.
Her reaction was similiar to Erfan's client.
I wish I am an ostrich after the job was done.
I took a walk, a cigarette and a guiness.
I really regretted forcing myself to complete it when I could have
told her honestly I couldn't do the job at that time.
After the walk, I tried collecting myself and the following jobs were
not horrible anymore, but I was only allowing myself to do simple
pieces. When they began to look better, the confidence came back and
it happened, the wholeheartedness when doing henna happened again, and
I am back on track.
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