It has been very long since someone has asked me to make something personal for her or him. the memories of the times I made something for someone, privately, just us, occupy my awareness very much lately. when thinking clearly and dealing honestly with these emotions I can say that my productivity lately (thus usually), is not powered by this kind of romantic passion and a personal relations. sometimes I feel just like a busy and tired producer, or constructionist, dealing with bureaucracy and money, workers, incentive, manipulations... producing instant, glamorous creativity, giving more attention to assignments, deadlines and publicity rather than relating to the thrill of creation or the excitement in making and giving of a gift, for example.
I often feel sad as well for not finding the one who will ask for, provoke and challenge me in this way.
so until I am driven with lust and butterflies, a written request does just fine.
thanx shir.
Good night.