The Process . . .

What is the process? After countless art shows, exhibitions and events, I have realized that I don't play music, take photographs or create art to get something. I am there to do a job. Simple as that. I was there to give a performance. If I attached to the outcome, I was setting myself up to expect, and thus fail. 

My job was to focus, to be interesting, to take some chances and serve the process.

This wasn't some subtle form of gamesmanship or sleight of hand. There was no predicting or manipulating, no thinking of the outcome. Outcome was irrelevant. I couldn't afford any longer to approach my work as a means to an end. 

Once I made the switch, I was no longer a supplicant. I had power in any room I walked into. Which meant I could relax.

​I was free.