Today I spent a good portion of the day in the studio. It’s been a long time. The Holidays, travel to both families, a cold, then the flu. Ugh. Today I felt almost normal. I worked out, (a limited exercise set) I spent time in the studio and I even took the T to meet Alex for dinner in Cambridge. It was almost a full day.
My time in the studio was incredibly stressful and rough, but also strangely fulfilling. I’m working on some new ideas for the restaurant Menton and my process for new ideas is incredibly painful. I’m hyper critical and I hate everything I make. In a day or two, I’ll be able to look at things objectively. There’s a lot of potential in the things I’m making, but it’s a painful process trying to make it all happen to order.
I’m tempted to make a comparison to the pain of childbirth, but I think I’ll refrain lest the moms in my life beat me about the head and shoulders.
For the record, I kinda hate the covered bowl, but only a little. Which means it’s actually probably pretty good. Something about the lid needs a little adjustment. Menton is a great restaurant and my pieces need be as great as their food is.