Quiet Dragon Carving

I carved the last ridge of my dragon model this afternoon, feeling the paradox that keeps my hands still: the more exact the detail, the wider the silence that follows. The wood whispers back, as stubborn and precise as the collaborator who never followed my measurements, and I find myself more at peace talking to a block than a person. I’ve learned that the only shortcuts worth taking are those dictated by the material itself, not the impatience of a mind that loves to finish before the next breath. It’s amusing, in a way, that my obsession with minutiae is why I never finish a board game in a single sitting—my pieces rarely move beyond their first square. #craftsmanship #perfectionist 🛠️