Welcome back and Happy New Year!
It's been over a month since I've posted, so I apologize for being MIA. However, tonight's post is an attempt to explain this much-needed recess in support of my (and ultimately your) creative endeavors.
My brain has felt like TOTAL spaghetti, which has been prolific on the creative front, and yet, utterly counterproductive in a business sense. For my entire life, I've been a pre-crastinator. Yes, there is such a term, which was unbeknownst to me until I read an article featured in The New York Times this month titled, "Why I Taught Myself to Procrastinate" by Adam Grant. He claims, "Pre-crastination is the urge to start a task immediately and finish it as soon as possible." I share your life story, sir.
This works fantastically for business because planning and management are vital to success, but creatively speaking? Debilitating. You can't plan for creativity, it just happens. Last month around Christmas time, I set out on a quest to be as spontaneous as possible and say yes to most invitations (kind of like that Jim Carrey movie, "Yes Man", remember?).
The result was this: staying out until 2am on weeknights at cocktail lounges in the East Village (where I discovered balsamic vinegar infused cocktails - if you haven't had one, try it!); venturing to various art exhibitions despite post-Jonas conditions; shopping at fashion boutiques and hole-in-the-wall thrift shoppes for impromptu photoshoots. Those late nights caught up with me, though, and my left brain was begging for a step on the brakes (and so was my bank account). But --
THIS IS HOW I IMAGINED NEW YORK TO BE!
I was finishing songs and scripts I hadn't touched in years! My artistic side felt uninhibited, alive and full of zest. But my brain could not calibrate. For the first time in my life, my laundry basket was overflowing and tasks on my to-do list were left unchecked. This was a serious WTF!!! for me.
I suppose it begs the question: can we contain creativity? To which, I strongly think not, nor do I think we should try to, either. As methodical as I'd like to be, creativity just doesn't work that way. In fact, I've found that the messier I am, the better my creative side flourishes. My mind begins to think in layers rather than in stark contrasts.
The only answer I've arrived at is, call me an assistant. But until I can afford one, compartmentalization will have to do. Setting aside time for vacation, play time and rest is just as vital to your growth as an artist as working is. If you're feeling guilty, justify it as research, because technically it is.
So go take that trip to Europe even if you're on a limited budget. Go on dates. Fall in love. Get your heart broken. Break your own heart. Take a class in something else that inspires your work. Dress in a way that inspires you. Book a gig or do a slam poetry mic if you're so inclined. Dance your booty off until the wee hours on a Tuesday morning, even if that means you're a bit drowsy for work the next day. You'll probably write the best damn piece of work of your life, and if not, at least you can say you had fun.
BECAUSE ISN'T THIS WHAT LIFE IS ABOUT!