When the dormant period is over and the thoughts start wriggling around in your head like worms when the ground's really wet... You feel alive again. breathing is good again. Sometimes when you're blocked, breathing is a chore. It feel like it's not worth the energy to draw breath, when nothing's coming to you anyway. But breathing is good again now, and it's good...
No matter how much I want to pretend, I'm not really free to work on whatever I want to yet. I know the day will come , I know this because I have to know it, I have no choice if I want to continue this way. That said, it's still really exciting to find project that have room for real expression within them. Though it's also a litte frightening, because you start using material and concepts that you thought you were just going to keep for yourself and your future work, but... As Hunter S. Thompson said; "Anything worth doing, is worth doing right." So it goes in.
But sometimes you find yourself stuck between inspirations.
When your kind of off on your own like me, much of what you write is speculative. You wanted produce work that nobody asked for, but also that they had no idea they wanted. It's a rough wave to ride.
The best way to approach this is to pick a project that you'll be happy you've done anyway, and that has a potential for re-purposing. That can stand for you while you work on the next thing.
I can really only do one project or neither will get done, but even writing this out has helped me.
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