Inspiration, that fickle bitch.
Monday, September 25th, 2006 |
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So I’m starting to get really frustrated trying to figure out what it is I’m trying to photograph. Every time I think I’ve got it, I lose it, or what I thought I had, isn’t what I had at all. Is the second year of grad school the year that you wonder why the fuck you got into grad school?
Fortunately, I’ve got a few weeks before my next critique, but I don’t know that it’s going to be any easier as time goes by.
Anyone know how to hunt down and trap inspiration?
3 Comments to Inspiration, that fickle bitch.
That’s the crazy thing about inspiration. It’s not tangible. You can’t recreate it at will or through years of practice. It’s a gift from the creative Gods. It’s like falling in love. You begin a relationship never thinking it’ll happen, and then it does and it’s great. When that relationship ends you never think it’ll happen again, but eventually it does.
It’s very much like inspiration. Your brain has to go through all this for things to finally click. And click they will. It never gets easier, but it’s the high of being on that creative rollercoaster that gets you through it each time.
tequlia and a fly swatter 😛
kicking ass requires a great deal of repetitive, nonproductive kicking…
Use a bowie knife, the bigger the better.
September 26, 2006