Cause I love it. I absolutely fucking love it. I think there are great messages in this world that are not reaching the right people who need to hear it. I want to be that middle man, delivering that message to the people. I do not know these messages now, I do not know who is in need, but I believe in my judgement of good aesthetics, and understanding of people (thats hefty huh), that I can make good choices to build trust and relationships between people, businesses, and that goodness.
I believe in my ability to visually and conceptually communicate with people to deliver ideas. There is a never ending demand of people, causes, and messages amounting today so I feel right about specializing in a field that helps other people focus more on their fields.
Saturday, January 14, 2012
THERE IS NO ORIGINAL IDEA
This is part two of being a part of a collective conciousness, it's that there is no original idea. You can attempt to be more original, if that's interesting enough, or just give up.
I have no idea what my next idea will be until I start working in that direction, but I can't escape the talent and skill that comes from the shared inspiration of others. We learn things through imitation, and for some that's a downright legit practice, for others it's completely against the law and hurts someones feelings. UGH FEELINGZ.
So I had to research copyright and creative commons. It's a fantastic world. I wish still that I could work with other active minds on projects, but that day will come without worry. I need to focus on the now, and there's a ton of things which have my attention. One of the main things which stop me is the idea that someone else is doing it better. god dammit, let's celebrate that instead of using it to sabotage my own creativity.
When watching ice skating, I like to think "oh they make it look so easy" even though it's the like mofo Olympics, cause that's the skill in doing something- making it look easy. You are not the only one who has ever tried this, and because of that the path has been paved. This is a good thing. We should not try to keep our paths private and not let people in, it is with each other that we are able to do what we are today. Without ever attempting ice skating, I passed it off as too easy and that the best people had already perfected it. PERSONAL FAIL.
The difference is your personal experience. We are all the same but different. My experience in the HERE & NOW, my family, my economics, my government, my philosophy, my approach. What I have learned and understood up until this point.
ITS ALL BEEN DONE BEFORE, BUT NOT BY ME.
I have no idea what my next idea will be until I start working in that direction, but I can't escape the talent and skill that comes from the shared inspiration of others. We learn things through imitation, and for some that's a downright legit practice, for others it's completely against the law and hurts someones feelings. UGH FEELINGZ.
So I had to research copyright and creative commons. It's a fantastic world. I wish still that I could work with other active minds on projects, but that day will come without worry. I need to focus on the now, and there's a ton of things which have my attention. One of the main things which stop me is the idea that someone else is doing it better. god dammit, let's celebrate that instead of using it to sabotage my own creativity.
When watching ice skating, I like to think "oh they make it look so easy" even though it's the like mofo Olympics, cause that's the skill in doing something- making it look easy. You are not the only one who has ever tried this, and because of that the path has been paved. This is a good thing. We should not try to keep our paths private and not let people in, it is with each other that we are able to do what we are today. Without ever attempting ice skating, I passed it off as too easy and that the best people had already perfected it. PERSONAL FAIL.
The difference is your personal experience. We are all the same but different. My experience in the HERE & NOW, my family, my economics, my government, my philosophy, my approach. What I have learned and understood up until this point.
ITS ALL BEEN DONE BEFORE, BUT NOT BY ME.
WE ARE ALL GOLDEN COCKROACHES
Maybe you've heard, or maybe you've seen some things, but this is right up my alley, especially in the 'oh fuck- why didnt i think of that' category.
Thoroughly explained, I grew up with the cockroaches in south florida and in the last four years have made it a point to use gold more in my themes and concentrate on loving cockroaches, BUT I NEVER PUT THE TWO TOGETHER!
So what, it was never my idea, but I went looking for it and found it. I've found many awesome adoring shout outs to cokroaches actually, and it's confusing to explain the difference of how one feels towards the insect, and how we relate to the insect. I totally hated them growing up but now I have one tattooed in my armpit, so what gives?
What gives, is that I have ideas that need more time in the real world, and not like soupy molasses fudge in my head. There is a beautiful collective consciousness that we are all a part of and there is no reason to believe that our ideas will not be recognized, appreciated, or relate to other people too. We are not alone! We are one species.
Thoroughly explained, I grew up with the cockroaches in south florida and in the last four years have made it a point to use gold more in my themes and concentrate on loving cockroaches, BUT I NEVER PUT THE TWO TOGETHER!
So what, it was never my idea, but I went looking for it and found it. I've found many awesome adoring shout outs to cokroaches actually, and it's confusing to explain the difference of how one feels towards the insect, and how we relate to the insect. I totally hated them growing up but now I have one tattooed in my armpit, so what gives?
What gives, is that I have ideas that need more time in the real world, and not like soupy molasses fudge in my head. There is a beautiful collective consciousness that we are all a part of and there is no reason to believe that our ideas will not be recognized, appreciated, or relate to other people too. We are not alone! We are one species.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
HIGH SCHOOL OBSESSIONZ
after listening to piper high school radio play them during metal hour, i first got to see slipknot live when they opened for coal chamber at the chili pepper in fort lauderdale october 3 1999. oh man, such a great show and mom was ok with letting me go. and the chili pepper,
this was before corey did his stone sour solo whiney project, but after mate.feed. kill.repeat. this was taken right about at the height of it for me, when i got a video cam for christmas and decided to make a FANATIC video for the band on mtv. me, brace faced and beaming with inspiration in each cut with a different slipknot tshirt. holy crap, i had an autographed shirt from after their january show when kittie and wilhaven opened up. (wilhaven who?) it was an anticlimactic moment to meet the band without their masks on. i started thinking about every detail of their lives and art. i dissected an album to figure out through then-day technology what the 411 was on Shawn's home phone number. I three way dialed with my best friend and the gentlemna who answered replied that shawn was away on tour, and wouldnt be back to get my call for awhile. i about died.
oh tales of high school nothing. you make me feel so shy and new all over again.
my first tattoo at 16 was a barcode- kinda like where slipknot had theres, on my back, but much smaller, like the size of a barcode. the numbers are the atomic mass of neon, followed by some lucky digits, in barcode39.
this was before corey did his stone sour solo whiney project, but after mate.feed. kill.repeat. this was taken right about at the height of it for me, when i got a video cam for christmas and decided to make a FANATIC video for the band on mtv. me, brace faced and beaming with inspiration in each cut with a different slipknot tshirt. holy crap, i had an autographed shirt from after their january show when kittie and wilhaven opened up. (wilhaven who?) it was an anticlimactic moment to meet the band without their masks on. i started thinking about every detail of their lives and art. i dissected an album to figure out through then-day technology what the 411 was on Shawn's home phone number. I three way dialed with my best friend and the gentlemna who answered replied that shawn was away on tour, and wouldnt be back to get my call for awhile. i about died.
oh tales of high school nothing. you make me feel so shy and new all over again.
my first tattoo at 16 was a barcode- kinda like where slipknot had theres, on my back, but much smaller, like the size of a barcode. the numbers are the atomic mass of neon, followed by some lucky digits, in barcode39.
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