As a perfectionist, it’s hard for me to undertake projects without being able to control everything: there’s always a risk of not doing things perfectly (“failing” as it were).
For so long, I’d been putting off more Zentangling, for fear that I wouldn’t do it right, which is laughable, because one of the major tenets of Zentangle is to rejoice in the imperfection.
At any rate, instead of telling myself to “Zentangle more often,” I just told myself to find my sketchbook; to find a tile template; to download a few tangles, just practice a tangle or two. How does one eat an entire elephant? One bite at a time.
I’m glad I pulled myself up to the table and tucked my napkin into my collar. I think I’m hooked again: I spent the last three nights working on tiles.