There was a time in my life when I couldn’t get anything done. …
Perfectionism, which was always a friend, turned into my worst enemy. …
I’ve heard that “perfect is the enemy of good enough” many times, but the repressed artist in me refused to accept this as truth. …
Eventually I lucked out. By accident (or was it an accident?) I stumbled on the fascinating Book of Tea which led me to the concept of Wabi-sabi—the Japanese art of imperfect beauty. …
Looking at Wabi-sabi objects was a breath of fresh air. Inability to achieve any lasting perfection is not fought, but embraced via lack of symmetry, respect for blemishes, and unsanitized simplicity. Imperfection, impermanence, and incompleteness is incorporated directly into the design—a simple idea that cuts the disease of perfectionism at its core. …
Slava Akhmechet see also Enso and the rest