Sometimes it feels like we're drawing with chalk. You can draw with chalk, don't get me wrong. It's a fine medium for certain applications. But make no mistake, that's definitely what we're doing.
We're drawing with chalk.
Messy.
Clunky.
Inefficient.
Temporary.
Chalk.
It's certainly not the most likely tool a professional artist would use to create her life's crowning artistic achievement.
We try, nonetheless. Sometimes successfully. Sometimes not. Sometimes criticizing each other for holding the chalk incorrectly. For using the wrong colors. For not sharing.
Even when we create amazing works of art, deep down inside we know all too well that the sidewalk is only so big. That rain clouds could come any minute. That our co-creators may have a different, or competing, vision. That our success is fleeting.
We draw with chalk because that's what we know. Because it's from the earth. Because it feels right. Because of the dinosaur bones that made it all possible. Because it's the way we've always done it.
What if we used paint?
Bottle caps?
Rubber bands?
Would our art be less artistic?