#002

Have you ever thought about fear being an idea that is woven into the fabric of your being? That it is as much apart of you as that tawny thread that runs along the seam of your jeans. When I was a child I would have the worst nightmares, I still do as an adult. But as a small child I would have a recurring dream of fire. Everything I love being burned to the ground and not being able to do anything about it scared me, quite honestly it still does. Relating this back to my every day life, I work with clay and have no problem firing a gas kiln, but I panic a little when I place an object into my pre-heated oven. I was presented the opportunity to learn how to use the plasma cutter and welding tools in the sculpture studio and although I would have been in a safe, structured environment, I decided to pass on the opportunity. I was afraid. That same panic I had from dreams was fluttering through my veins.

Fast forward to two weeks later, I need a mount for a sculpture and low and behold I need to weld it. Shit. I despise being beholden onto someone to assist me. Why is that ? Anyways, I’m learning that I shouldn’t be paralyzed by this fear. Also, learning this skill is beneficial for my resume so why shouldn’t I just learn. They say education can erase fear.