24 hours later, we weren’t even half way finished. Granted, he made a great effort, and so did my wife. They did great work. I, on the other hand, barely touched the thing. You see, I like the idea of conquering a 1,500 piece puzzle. Turns out I do not like the idea of putting 1,500 individual pieces together though. I’d much rather just eat Burger King.
A lot of us like the idea of making art.
But when it comes to the actual work of putting the individual pieces of the project together, we choose the burger instead.
Burgers are for bums.
Art (and the work that comes with it) is for artists.