For Mr. Clifford
I had a math tutor in high school. He was a sweet older man; I think his name was Mr. Clifford (like the big red dog).
His main help was pointing out something I already kinda knew: I tend to skip steps.
I have such a clear picture of where I want to be that I end up skipping steps along the way to get to the finish line.
Unfortunately, I sometimes do that with my writing as well. Most of today was spent going back over those steps I glossed over.
The difference between art and math is that in art, there’s no “right” answer at the end… So I’m left having to figure it out along the way… but the journey is what makes it worth while.
–Sue
Add comment February 16th, 2010
