Took me forever to learn how to even begin throwing. It’s quite a metaphor for life, that there’s no equalibrium with relaxation, that if you’re not centered, you’re out of balance. Nothing can be forced. Nevertheless, I’m not interested in perfection, and that’s a good thing, ’cause there isn’t any. Each of these elements is touched. 5000¬†elements, each touched many times.

Throwing a drop.