You’ll notice it has been a while since I’ve had anything to say here. Not that I haven’t anything to say, I do, just not here. And I’ve wondered about why that should be. This being my billboard for display of creative efforts you could say that creativity has been on some sort of holiday. But that isn’t true either. I’m working with the camera daily. Output from the camera however seems somehow less inspired, less edgy. The images lack depth, whatever that is. Anyway, I was reading a few things from JM Colberg, who offers interesting nuggets of insight from time to time, and he mentioned that one should direct one’s creative efforts toward the person you will be at some arbitrary point in the future, say, ten years from now. Odd approach, I said to myself. But it stuck, for some reason.

I believe I’ve always done my best work while deeply submerged in the moment. The now. Right now. When that sparkling creative whim crashes around in your head spewing sparks like a welder. To throw a bridle on that thing and rein it towards an unknowable me in the future seems, well, impossible. There’s a very good chance that the future me I’d be aiming at won’t be there when I get there. And just like that, there’s the rub. The crux of the biscuit, The Reason.

If I’ve stopped thinking there will be a future me will creativity suffer? If Colberg is correct then, yes. But if he’s correct and I’ve been doing what I’ve been doing for a reason I didn’t understand I’ve been living in a dream. What to do? Obviously denying his idea as infusing my creative drive seems the best approach. His idea however is not without merit and I’m actively incorporating it into my general view of directed creativity. Can’t wait to see what sort of images might spring from this.

PP