Diary
Results or Processes ?
Indeed, result would be everything.
Failure to achieve results would be attributed to poor processes.
Achieving results would be attributed to good processes.
Nothing else.
Although results would be everything, I would be neither satisfied nor disappointed.
I just reflect and improve.
Then, I would connect them to next.
Whatever things go well, I never grade them 100 percent perfect.
Luck and timing.
Those are one of processes.
There always exist something to be reflected.
That is why the process is important.
When satisfied, one would not seek something to be reflected.
In other words, one would not like to grow further.
So, I would never ever be satisfied with any sort of compliments.
Even 1%.
If one seeks grow, the higher the goal, the better.
Then, self-assessment cannot result in higher score.
One cannot be satisfied.
At this moment, my self-assessment compared to my goal would be about 15%.
So, there is nothing but to do it.
The enemy of growth would be satisfactions.
I am always seeking something to be improved whenever I make furniture.
How much details I would be able to pursue.
One surface plaining at that time.
Order of the process. Duration required for the process.
I reflect remembering all of them.
I promise myself I will never repeat same incompleteness again.
Still, I always find something new to be reflected.
Then, I would be able to improve myself slowly but steadily.
It is neither painful nor fun.
Sometimes I just feel a moment of "delighted".
Well, this "delighted" is special.
It would be addiction.
I would like to feel it again.
I would become junkie of it.
I would like to spend whatever the time to acquire it.
I would be happy to exchange my life with it.
One of the most favorite recent products of KOMA is "Sim Chair" whose pictures are located above.
It is simple with neither unnecessary parts nor unnecessary processes.
So, it would be suitable for mass-production resulting in reasonable prices.
Even so, craftsman create by hand its complex 3-dimensional curves in backrest and seat surface.
Good hybrid of hand made by well trained craftsman and productivity.
There would be chair whose designers would be limited to those who are able to make those chairs themselves.
However, it would not be perfect.
I would like to pursue what are not perfect.
Through piles of improvements, I would like to make much better chairs.
Those chairs would make people happy.
Which makes me happy as well.
Unfortunately, it would take one year at least.
It may take 10 years.
Then, I would think.
If all issues are completely resolved tomorrow and products better than "sim chair" are able to be made tomorrow, I would like to exchange my life time which would be consumed to achieve those products.
Because I devote my life to make the best furniture.
I am 38 years old.
It takes 38 years to make one furniture, I would think.
It is the products of my 15 years career as a craftsman which is 10 times condensed compared to ordinarily craftsman.
Excellent works would would be product of many many poor works.
Then, I would be able to feel "delighted".
However, it would be enough to last a moment.
"Cheers ! Great job !" would be good enough.
It does not make sense to bask in the afterglow of the delight.
I eager to feel next "delighted".
The feeling the "delighted" would be attributed to professional.
It can be felt only from something we devote our life.
Job is not procedure.
It is not be done for money.
It is not be done to grow children.
It is not be done to provide for families.
They are too obvious obligations.
I recognize my job as stage on which I would burn my passion.
I have many hobbies including skate board, snow board, surfing, motorcycle, etc., however, on none of which I would be able to feel "delighted".
Hobbies do not contain aspects of pressures or obligations. We never know pains to seek the best. There would not exist any techniques acquired in the process.
So, no one can feel true "delighted".
When I stand on the summit of powder snow on which no one has set foot, I would be extremely exited screaming in delight. I cannot compare the degree of delight with one I feel in making furniture.
And there is delight.
Because I am professional craftsman of furniture.
Recently, I would like to share this kind of feeling with junior members in my company.