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Practice makes perfect


I have realized over the past few years that practice does make perfect... or at least you get better at it. Whether you write, take pictures, snowshoe, or pray, the more you do it the better you get. Also, if you do it every day, even for just a short while, you get better.

Along with this, I realize that perfect scares people and makes people a little crazy. I think in art and life it is more important to be honest then perfect. People appreciate honesty way more then perfection. Perfection seems to stop people from doing anything. It was an epiphany for me when it hit that starting something new will always be messy and that is okay. An honest mess is better then trying to attain and sustain perfection. 

So to pull the two together. If you want to get better at something then try to do a little of it every day and don't be concerned with how good it looks up front. Practice honestly and you will get better as a by-product if nothing else.

I went almost five years without taking a serious picture. When I wanted to get back into it, i tried hard to not be who I was or to try and take that quality photograph. I do try and take at least one picture every day. I have gotten better but I am not the same person I was half a decade ago (thank Jesus) and the photographs take that into account. They may not be perfect but I do hope they are honest. 
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  1. SundanceFebruary 18, 2009 at 6:31 AM

    I liked a lot the way you write.
    I will pass often to see your news.
    Greetings.

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  2. HopeNovember 6, 2011 at 11:38 AM

    I know this was from ages ago, but I agree, Jolabreeze! Well said!

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  3. UnknownFebruary 21, 2013 at 3:03 PM

    practice makes proficient. perfection is ridiculous :P :)

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