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During the week, I was listening to a radio interview with a Tamil actress. She was describing how she looks at acting as a craft, one that only refines itself with time and practice. She went on to compare it with that of a carpenter – the more practice one has, they better they get at it.

I came to understand that acting is so invested in the process and the end product is a result of that toil. The quintessential part of being an actor lies in the ability to project yourself  as the character. What you learn in this process gets translated on stage or in front of the camera. The movie/show then comes to the foreground, becoming an object of appreciation. The end product becomes the center of attention, baring itself to the critics and box office. All the preparation fades into the background, now becoming the strings which stage the show.

Architecture is a parallel. One that is equally invested in the process. Every day a project will undergo changes – some intentional and some we have to live with. The end product is the result of continual improvements to the process, yet there is no showcasing of the end product. The culmination of your learning may or may not be manifest in the building. The building is only the stage, meant to better the lives of those within. The building ultimately becomes a curated backdrop for life. An inherently inter-dependent field, architecture is meant to shape the world we live in, not to be perceived as isolated objects. The beauty often lies in watching the space come alive when people occupy it. There begins a dialogue between a space and its people, fulfilling the role architecture has played in it.

This was my revelation for the week, deepening my understanding of both acting and architecture. The creative process is a lot like wine – it ages well. It only becomes better with the time you allow it.

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