Ugh. Frustrating work today. Time, finally, to carve some block prints, and it’s one failure after another. Still, I’m staying with it. After tearing up some material in frustration (sad but true), I angrily scribbled on the torn pieces and carved sloppily, thinking I’d just keep practicing. But, well, the print turned out okay. Not quite how I’d wanted it. But maybe better for the ink colors and fabric I have in mind? Maybe these failures are telling me there’s a better idea out there if I just let go of my expectations a little. Or a lot. Okay. Letting go.