I see it, maybe.....

I have been wondering why it is so much easier to recognize something outside of yourself, rather than within yourself both with life and with art.
example #1: When I am teaching a lesson on typesetting (like an invitation and the fonts and style being used) students are quite able to point out what looks good, what is working, and even point out why something may look bad.  Yet, when they turn to their own work, they are unable to put into action the same observations they had just made a few moments previously.
example #2: Artists sometimes are lucky enough to have a group of peers and make studio visits to each others' studios.  Again, when it is not your work, it's so easy to talk about what is working in the studio, and what is not working.  It is almost crystal clear.  Yet, when one returns to the confines of your own studio, it then becomes almost impossible to see your own work objectively, then make objective decisions on how to proceed.
example #3: Often a friend of ours may be depressed or sad or stuck in their personal life.  We see it in them, they mope around, have slouched shoulders, breathe kind of shallow, conversations are strained or tiresome.  Its seems so obvious, so very very obvious, that they need to do this or do that to snap out of it.  If only this friend would read this self help book! Perhaps they should break up with that bad boyfriend/girlfriend! Quit that job they keep complaining about! The answers seem so clear when you are making them for someone elses' life.
So when it is your life, your slouched shoulders, your art - are you able to look outside of yourself, observe, analyze and apply a practical solution?  Why is this such a difficult undertaking?
Why is it nearly impossible to see ourselves from that external perspective and simply fix what is wrong as easily as you would fix a flat tire on a bike?
Why is it human nature to see oneself from only one point of view?

I am writing this to remind myself that perhaps as a bird I would have more than one point of view.  I could fly over my own life, I may see it from an upward approach, from a southern approach, from a ground up approach, from a tree branch, from a mountain range.  It would look different to me from the many angles I was able to approach it from.  So can I be a bird and fly over?  Can I truly see myself and my work from objective and ever changing angles?

I'll remember the words of Frank Sinatra when he sang "come fly with me, lets fly, lets fly away"  - although I suspect his intention was quite different than mine!