Very late yesterday I got my spark back.
I received some correspondence which I felt questioned my professional integrity. It doesn’t matter whether that was the intention of the messenger. It doesn’t matter whether I misinterpreted or misread what was being said. The important thing to me is that the annoyance and anger I feel has given me back my fighting spirit and this is a wholly good thing. A sequence of events over just a few minutes gave me the bite and the energy I needed to get things moving again.
Nobody questions my professional integrity because there is nothing to question. The work I produce is always above and beyond what is expected and completed to the highest standard. Any photographs which are required of me are created to the same standard expected of me by my agent in London. Any artwork for my publisher is created to such a level that adjustments and alterations are very rarely needed. Gallery curators always praise me on the attention to detail that I have when it comes to framing and showing my work. If something is not right then I will not let it out of my studio. I would rather hold something back until it is done well than cut corners and ruin my own reputation.
Everything I do is done to the best of my ability. It doesn’t matter what work I’m doing, I leave no stone unturned in making sure what I deliver is thoroughly and professionally executed. Don’t get me wrong – I’m not perfect and I gladly welcome criticism and advice in order to improve. I’m always learning and I want to learn. If there are ideas on how I can deliver things differently then I’m all ears. I’m happy for suggestions. I’ll be the first to admit when I don’t know something or am out of my depth.
But to question my integrity? Well that’s like a red rag to a bull. You just don’t do that with me. Really. Just try it and see what happens.
Bring me my scalpel. I’m ready to fight on.