I happened to catch a programme on the telly the other night – MasterChef. It’s not something I’ve ever watched before, but it caught my eye and I watched it with rising interest. I like cooking, and nice food, so it was something that piqued my gourmet tastebuds. The young men were all vying to show their expertise in the kitchen and during the episode they were shown a pile of luscious food piled up, all market fresh and of the highest possible quality. They were instructed to go and pick whatever they wanted from the pile, an array of venision, lobster, beef, crevettes, lamb, guinea fowl, vegetables and fruit, and from their choice had to produce three dishes from scratch, which were then judged by the master chef, the foody television presenter and three food critics.
I watched as they made their choices, chopped and prepared, sauteed, stirred, mixed and seasoned, roasted and boiled, then then arranged artistically on a plate. Ready to be judged. They all had had the same pile of fresh food to choose from, but some had chosen beef, others went for the guinea fowl, or lobster, some picked carrots, others lentils, cabbage or peas. At the end of the session all six had produced through their knowledge and practical expertise some unique and fabulously flavoursome dishes – some I wouldn’t have personally chosen to eat, but certainly all looked delicious and were creative masterpieces, both visually and epicurally (if that’s a word?!).
The next day, I was still thinking about it. And thought how much I admired what they had created from scratch. Each picking different items from the same pile, and making something magical with it.
And then it dawned on me.
That’s what I do.
And, that’s how other people react, when they see what I’ve painted. Starting from scratch.
And I understood fully that that’s why people like to watch creative people at work. To see what they make from thin air, based on their talents and knowledge.
Of course, people also like to watch men dig holes in the ground too………. LOL