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I'm writing these words knowing they won't be perfect. Maybe the ideas won't be clear, maybe I'll overlook some grammar and punctuation mistakes (I hope to catch them though). Maybe it won't resonate with my readers.

It doesn't matter. The ideas came to my head and I have to release them. Make way for some new ideas.

This is particularly difficult to understand for perfectionists. I mean maybe they understand this concept but their inner fear of failure, of half-baked ideas stop them from producing their life-work.

Not for me. I'm fully aware of my own imperfections but I'm practicing and hopefully practice will make my art better over time.

But it's important to keep shipping it. To keep failing in a place where other people can see it and be affected by it. Maybe even criticize it. Only then art happens.

Of course, I could write these thoughts in private, maybe in a notebook and lock it in a drawer. Sort of a journal. Artists can practice drawing in their studio and never let others to peek on their creations. Musicians can play an instrument in the practice room and never to appear in public. Writers can hide their manuscripts from the world.

And this would be quite selfish. To rob the world of your art, to hide it in the closet.

This is not enough. We have to be open about it. We have to show the process of creating to the people, to our future fans, fans who maybe will support us in the future. Fans who perhaps will be inspired to start creating themselves.

That's how you get positive feedback. That's how you grow.

So first thing in the morning today I already worked on my Op. 68 for solo organ. When I was done for the moment, I immediately took a photo and shared it online, to my social channels.

It's not finished, not polished, not ready.

But I'll ship it nonetheless. I hope you'll do the same.