Nightowl Each time I read one of your comments, I get the sense of being roundly told off for being such a nerd. (Oh, you're too serious! Oh, you think too much!) π€£ππ€£ I get the sense that you consider my preferred learning methods to be "10,000 portions of jellied brain," and that I've got no sense of humor, and I can't possibly be having fun with my "effective skill building."
(((Have I got a really boring story about what I used to do for a living before I retired??? I do!!!)))
I hate to break it to you, but I'm all about the fun. My house is all media tie-in toys, Lego bricks, a big clumsy husband with aspirations of being the next Weird Al Yankovik, and every dang joke I tell is punctuated by loud, stinky pug farts. I am just a big goofball. I just also enjoy learning things very deeply, at great thundering detail, like a 9-year-old who can't stop talking encyclopedically about their favorite dinosaur.
Yes, one of my many interests is piano. No, I will never be a concert pianist. No, that doesn't bother me in the slightest, and no, it won't stop me from wanting to be able to play Beethoven sonatas one day. Will I fall apart if I never play the Pathetique? Of course not. Does that mean I shouldn't have it pinned to my ceiling? Of course not! And does any of this mean I think every adult learner should have a teacher, and be force-fed music theory, & be told they're terrible if they don't read music, or don't like classical music, and they should perfect every piece in every method book ever? Heavens to Betsy. Jeez Louise. Jeepers Creepers, no. I'm 100% Let People Like Things. AND Let People Dislike Things. Whatever you personally want out of piano is good, valid, worthwhile, and awesome. So is what I want. It's all good.
Thank you for your kind concern, but my anguish about my art studio is not about perfectionism as it might have seemed. It's about the time-honored question of all troubled children: Do I deserve to be happy? Of course the answer is yes!, but some of us have trouble allowing ourselves to have nice things, regardless. Thank you for asking. Thinking about how to answer your questions really helped me think about what's important to me, and what I need to do next:
OBVIOUSLY, it's to go into my studio tomorrow and start painting a portrait of my piano. (Let's be real: at this point, a painting will have to happen between timed 20-minute practice sessions of your very FAVORITE piece in Alfred Level 1: The Entertainer! I bought that rainbow timer. It's next to the hygrometer on top of my pampered piano.)
It could be worse. Some of my friends knit socks for fun. FOR FUN, can you believe it?!