I have a fervent need to create more. The process is consuming. Finding a treasure. A mangled piece of metal, rusted from the elements with so much potential. Filling the bucket, the pallet to a weight that requires a full body commitment to move. Filling the truck bed, filling my bins at the shop. So many possibilities swirling in my mind.
The time in the shop flies by. I watch the clock on the wall wishing for more time. 3 projects in process at once. Cutting, grinding, welding, shaping, powder coating. It's a symphony of activity. Perfectly choreographed moves to the timing of the horizontal saw. The screeching blade is a reminder of how much time I have for a task. Do not waste a second. I need more time. always... more time.