Studio Lessons

No one can build you the bridge on which you, and only you, must cross the river of life
— Friedrich Nietzsche

Back in the studio with the latest Brain Pickings blog on my mind. The timing of those emails, I swear…

I’ve been working hard lately, behind a giant curtain, to reconcile my art and chocolate making so that it might make sense from the outside.

But what kind of bridge am I building?

Or, is the real question, what kind of river am I crossing?

Worth nothing, I recently discovered the word “specious.” So close to spacious. Also bears a dangerous resemblance to suspicious.

But maybe that just means I’m not building a strong enough bridge?


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