Stubborn Curiosity

The more I failed, the more I wanted to continue.It was a why that would not stay silent, even after days of work without results.
Not a passing impulse, but a stubborn curiosity.I came to understand that perseverance is not measured by how many things you do well, but by how many you keep trying, even when nothing works.
Each day without progress was a test of patience.
And yet, in the depth of those days, invisible answers were gathering.I was alone with the clay and with my questions, and some answers came only weeks later.
What drew me was not comfort, but the unknown.
In the studio, curiosity had become fuel.And I realized that if you keep the question alive, the answer cannot fail to appear.
It only takes time — and that persistent why that will not let you walk away.