That damn gap

Making art provides uncomfortably accurate feedback about the gap that inevitably exists between what you intended to do, and what you did.

What we intend to do can be translated into our desires. Our fantasies. How we envision things to be. In other words, our expectations. What we did is basically reality. This is the old dilemma of expectations vs. reality. We often have dreams, fantasies and they become our expectations. Reality often tends to be different from what we hoped, envisioned. Oftentimes then we decide our dreams, fantasies and thus our expectations are what dooms us. This doesn't necessarily have to be true. Without our dreams & fantasies, we wouldn't be able to imagine things that can make the world a better place. I think these hopes are at the core of creation, this sort of faith that we exercise when we try things out. Oftentimes when reality turns out to be so different from our expectations we feel foolish and our first instinct can be to condemn our desires. But this is not the solution, I'm certain of that. We need our foolish hopes, desires, dreams, expectations. We need them. It's just that somehow, we have to be able to accept them in spite of reality. Somehow we have to learn to love reality as much as our dreams. Somehow reality and expectations have to meet, and not start a war. Somehow we have to accept them both, and love them both, and have them work together.
I don't know this 'somehow' just yet. But I'm working on it.