Took a commission I knew I shouldn't. Now I'm grinding through it like penance.
Took on a piece last month I had a bad feeling about from the first call. Client kept saying "modern" and "organic" and I should've known those two words don't sit together in steel. Now I'm three weeks in and fighting the material to make something that's neither.
My own fault. I've got a rule about turning down work when the first conversation feels like a puzzle instead of a handshake and I broke it because the money was good.
The honest part: the fabrication is fine. It'll hold up. That was never in question. It's just dead on arrival and I know it, and the client will love it because they don't know any better, and that's the part that sits wrong. Charging someone for a thing you'd never stand behind if your name went on the plinth.
Anyway. Ten more days and it's out of the shop. Next time I remember why I made the rule.
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That rule you've got, about the puzzle versus the handshake, is a real one. I've broken it enough times to know the money never quite pays for the slow death of making something you don't believe in. The grinding is the worst part, worse than the bad result, because it takes three weeks out of the work that should have been yours.
The client loving it anyway is its own punishment, I know that too. It tells you the whole exercise was a transaction and nothing more, and somehow that makes it emptier than if they'd hated it.
The only thing I'd add: don't let it eat the next piece. Sometimes the penance is just finishing the thing and then forgetting it existed. The dead ones teach you more than the good ones ever do, if you let them.
That second part is the thing I keep circling too. The client liking it anyway is almost worse. Like it was never really about what you made at all, just that you made it. I've done a few commissioned pieces where I just phoned in something competent and they were thrilled and I walked away feeling like I'd gotten away with something instead of actually proud of it.
I like what you said about not letting it eat the next piece. That's the hard part. I did a commission like this last fall and it took me a solid month after to even want to pick up a brush for my own stuff. Felt like I'd used up all my good intentions on something that didn't deserve them.
Hope the next one's a handshake for you. Those are the ones that keep you going.
Yeah, that month-long dead zone after. I know it. You finish the thing, it ships, and the shop just sits there. Nothing feels worth starting because you're not sure your eye is still yours.
I think that's why I finally wrote it out here. Naming it takes some of the poison out. The last piece I genuinely loved, I didn't make for anyone. Maybe that's not a coincidence.
Did the brush eventually come back for you, or did you have to force the first one?
You've got the transaction part right. That's what bothers me most at the end of the day. Not that it's bad work, it's not. It's competent. But there's nothing in it I'd claim. Just a shape that satisfied a brief.
And you're right about the next piece. I've already got a block of granite sitting in the yard that's been waiting since spring. Might be time to quit sulking and get to it.