A few weeks ago I was approached about a huge new project. I was one of a handful of artists they were talking to, and the client wanted to see a rough sketch of what I would do with the assignment. I experimented with some different ideas and ended up pitching something a little different for me: a more freeform, semi-abstract idea that I was so excited about. In fact, I was so stoked that I went beyond the rough sketch they'd asked for and did a finished piece.
I made it to the final round of candidates - top 3. Then I waited while they decided. A few days later I learned that they went with a different direction, and I'd lost the job.
I'm not usually one to hang on to things... I don't cling to much of anything (either outcomes or objects), and I take the concept of detachment pretty seriously (read my article in CA for proof). It's served me well. And as much as I thought I didn't care either way if I got this job, I was bummed. I wanted it.
So I moped for a few days. And then I realized that this pitch had freed up my thinking for other projects. It fractured something in my work that I didn't even know was there --a box I'd put myself in. Parameters.
Then I ran across the quote above and thought: YES. It goes on. I'd forgotten that for just a second. And I'm glad I've been given this opportunity to see where I'd been stuck.