Consciously Incompetent This Time

Posted on by Astrid

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been attempting several times to create a polymer clay trinket dish, with no luck. The first time, when I’d finally rolled the slab to the right thickness, it was too small for my trinket dish cutter; the second time, I couldn’t even get the clay to the right thickness without it being horribly uneven; and yesterday, when I actually got the slab to the right thickness and size for the cutter, it turned out that the bowl I used for molding my trinket dish into, was too big.

Several years ago, I’d have been content with my second slab and might’ve used it as a coaster if I hadn’t molded it regardless of the size of the bowl.

I am often reminded of the fact that, according to one of my college instructors, people start at unconsciously incompetent at a new skill, ie. overestimating their abilities, then move on to the stage of conscious incompetence, at which point I believe I’m now with some of my polymer clay, like with the trinket dish. It’s an incredibly frustrating stage to be at, because I constantly give up on projects that I want to pursue because of realizing they’re going to be a massive fail.

At least though, I try to remind myself that I’m not as clueless as I was with card making many years ago, because then I’d happily send out cards a five-year-old could’ve made in exchange for cards by semi-professional card makers.

This post was written for the Six Sentence Story blog hop, for which the prompt this week is “card”.

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