Hugh Understands
Ask. Keep asking. And then ask again.
Stop asking and you're dead.
I ran across a short piece from Hugh MacLeod in Lens Work last night and thought, despite the fluffy "You Can Do It!" and "Everyone Is An Artist!" tones, that Hugh understands me. And that the reason I felt myself lifted by it was precisely because not everyone can understand. Here are a few snippets:
Everyone is born creative; everyone is given a box of crayons in kindergarten. Then when you hit puberty they take the crayons away and replace them with books on algebra1, etc. Being suddenly hit years later with the cretive bug is just a wee voice telling you, "I'd like my crayons back, please."
Your wee voice doesn't want you to sell something. Your wee voice wants you to make something. There's a big difference...
The wee voice didn't show up because it decided you need more money or you need to hang out with movie stars. Your wee voice came back because your soul somehow depends on it. There's something you haven't said, something you haven't done, some light that needs to be switched on, and it needs to be taken care of.
You can have a look at his blog, where he posts, amongst other things, cartoons drawn on the back of business cards.
1Math geek that I am, I do differ here: of course there is art in Mathematics. Algebra is a great subject that is often taught poorly. Case in point: textbooks that present a single [boring] example, and then make you do 50 more like it to "learn" the concept.
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