It is so interesting to me that I am just one of many. One of many students, one of many cashiers, one of many seamstresses, you get the picture.
Yet, in my head all facets of the world point towards or are reflected from my perspective and consequentially leaves me with a self centered feeling. Yea, I'm saying my individual world revolves around me. Not in a conceded way, its just that there is no possible way to see or interact with the world as anyone other than oneself.
Anyway, sometimes I creep on people from the windows of the costume shop as they walk by on campus. I try to figure out what is going on in their heads, what they are seeing, where they are going. It is almost overwhelming to think of how many different mind sets and thought processes are out there buzzing away. Processing, arranging and rearranging, deducing, healing, learning, growing.
It makes the idea of ever being a teacher extremely overwhelming. How do you connect with so many individuals who are so different even though they are so similar? It also makes me fret a little about the creative process in sewing.
How do I know that someone else will appreciate what I am pouring hours of time into? How do I know that someone, somewhere is going to want to get married in the dress that is currently under my hands?
People are amazing, and connecting (if only fleetingly) with another individual is sort of exciting to me. Sure there are millions of people who sew, climb, or do things that I do that I can relate to...but to actually run into someone and connect that single thread between their world and mine, share an appreciation for a simple beauty, or even a distaste, is just