Four Week Done, Audit of the Working Class

I have decide to start making galleries of photographs. One of them will be pictures of a paper crane just like the one on the this post in different settings. The “flyer-givers” are multiplying like xTB on B12 (Bio-chemistry joke), and some give out perfect squares. I change into cranes. If I counted correctly I have made 328 of them, till now.

    The air is cooling, traces of now plum and rotten yellow sky are giving in to the dark calm ocean of blue portion of the sky.  The place were the sun have set now looks like an ugly bruise.  I am sitting on the porch, listening to music and the crickets.  I had good food today.  In the evening I had a beer and lots of time to ponder.  Since it is “quoter” after twenty-two o’clock, it is time to write some conclusions down.

    The picture I have chosen for today is not accidental and I would be happy if I did not have to explain why it is so well fitting.  I’ve been enjoying my vacation for twenty-eight days.  I experienced many things and there is till more to go.  I’m exited, but I have also realized why some of my preferences are forming.

    I bought an English-style hat some days ago and I love it.  It comfortable, classy and I look decent in it.  Today I have gone to the same store and I have bought another one.  This one has a different color pallet, slightly different pattern and is just as conferrable.  Soon, or rather as soon as I find material in my kind of colors, I will go back and ask the craftsman to make me another one.  Why?  There are good craftsman, and there are decent ones.  Even, very good ones happen from time to time, but great ones are as rare and special as the things they produce.

    There is this “magical” quality I have mentioned before, that makes you a master in what you do.  This quality makes all the difference.  I have bought trucks-full of objects during my life.  Most of which I would categorize as “things”.  Just like the hats I have bought lately, there is maybe a knapsack-full of items I would always call by their names rather than by the category of “space-thrasher” the rest of my “things” belong to.  If I had the need for more than the “number” of hats I own, I would buy more from him.

    In anticipation:  Bottom right corner explains it all, why great teachers teach, why mathematicians do (whatever is they do) and why those hats are by far the best hats I have had.