Practically imperfect in every way. Start with a lot of silliness. Mix in some insecurities and a handful of awkwardness. Add a pound of naivety, innocence, and child-like wonderings. Blend well. Half-bake and top off with a sprinkle of imagination and dollop of dreams. It’s the recipe for me!
(more...)"Moral of the story: Do not look at the gap. The gap is the mind-killer. Remember how Wile E. Coyote never fell down until he saw the chasm? It’s just like that." --Taylor "Tei" Lindstrom, Rogue Ink
"I think we have come to find out that the Education system, run by Liberal Hippies that really couldn't find any other job that allowed them so much time off, the ability to do drugs, and to spout their rhetoric is alive and well. It is teaching out kids things like 'Abortion is Good,' 'Government is Bad.' We have educators that, for the most part, don't teach to the subject, they teach to their beliefs. It is really sad, and even sadder when you see highly intelligent children buying into it." --Kelli
Jacob: "I need to operate on my frog, but first he needs some amnesia."
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I’m still in my creative funk. I’ve been working on a few things that seem to lessen the frustration, but I still haven’t found the it that I need. Having tried a few different things, I’m beginning to understand that the feeling is not only a search for a way to communicate, but a search for a new way to communicate.
I’m not necessarily looking for a brand new form of expression that’s never been tried before. Nor am I speaking of exploring something simply because it is new to me. I’m looking for that special thing which is mine. My Art. A technique, an application, a medium. Something distinctive. A niche, perhaps.
I wish I knew if such a thing exists for me. And if it does, will I ever find it?
Ever think that “it” might always be the other thing?
I sometimes fear that I didn’t recognize “it” when I encountered it. But, I hang on to the hope that I’ll know “it” when I find it someday.
Though my last two entries sound a bit hopeless, I don’t really feel that way. The search for my holy grail, so to speak, has given me direction that I didn’t have years ago. I’m not wallowing in depression because I now know what I didn’t know then. I now better understand the cause of the frustration, and a possible way to fix it.
It’s the spark of an idea that hits me unexpectedly. It’s the silly wonderings I have after a whirlwind of thoughts. It’s about creativity, inspiration, and imagination. But sometimes, it’s just about eating noodles.
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