Pain was an essential part of this project, Unseen Siegen. Firstly, I had a minor operation. You don’t realise how useful a little finger is until you can’t use it for a while. Maybe this is the Yakuza’s preferred method of punishment.
The other type of pain is more abstract. It’s the pain of being unable to work and finding something to fill the void.
If you’re anything like me, your brain is constantly having fantastic ideas which never end up seeing the light of day. I’m great at preparation: I’ll buy expensive sketchbooks and pens and pencils in a dazzling array of sizes and styles and end up using them once. If at all.
This time was different. I knew not making the most of my time off work would disappoint me and cause me to feel the pain of frustration.
For once I can feel proud of myself for repeatedly kicking my arse and presenting to the world the sometimes bizarre workings of my mind.
The painful part is getting started. The rest just follows.