
But I will - I WILL - love to see those. And I mean 'love'. Once you wrote the above, I realize it's even more than the 'peeking in' that thrills. There's something profoundly gratifying about knowing/touching something being crafted.
Oh, this is fascinating to me, now: what that thing is that gets stirred up. I just put together a cd-rom (auto-run, like a little movie without the expense of DVD conversion - and THAT was fun) ... oh. But ... in hunting through my archives, I found a folder from - wait a second - oh. five years ago. I opened it blithely.
EEEEEEEk. EEEK and more eeek. Funny and scary at the same time, how goddawful some of my work was (which isn't meant to say anything about what it is NOW, but ...) I was fascinated by my own development and pretty damned grateful, too, that I'd had nothing to judge by (yeah. about three people in the world did flash back then. yeah!) There's just something in the ... history.
ANYway. Yes. yes. yes! I can not wait.
Seeing finished works are all fine and good, but seeing the castaways and Leonardo sketches are where it's at, yo. (lol- what is with me?!) Fine, I see this quality, professionaly product, and yeah, it is stunning, but how'd you get there and where is the flaw that makes it real?
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