I've whole heartedly believed that catering to an Ethos of Perfection has always enabled me to live with comfortable illusion of adhering to a well worn path that allows me to engage with anyone holding piece of my work.
I know that as craftsman, I always have a solid handle on where I stand using a harmonious controlled form, an intentional surface, and a low deep bow down to function.
Can't forget function...
It's starting to feel like cheating.
I'm finding that I'm increasingly not interested in chasing perfection through harmony.
My own hand tells me that I prefer emotionally engaging work through an intentional discord of the surface.
Tactfully and physically...
It's a Borderland.