I like accident in creative things. For example, this is one of the reasons I choose to know very little about jazz. Names of musicians, dates, recordings… blurrily. The music sneaks up on me. And I don’t consciously remember things when I’m creating. The sudden synchronicity of image, voice, a boat on a lake… you only know the presence of the muses, not the direction of the current or the name of the wind.
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Sometimes I like to think that all great achievements are just accidents born from our exploration into creativity. In some ways, our ideas might just be something we’re receiving from the ether, and not really something that formulates in our minds. Am sounding a bit woo-woo here but yeah. Anyway, thanks for this!
Thanks! I agree, that feeling of receiving sometimes is the reward for showing up to create.