Don’t know about you but I’m drawn to wild and woolly generalisations. I like how they become entangled with one another, thickets of thought that can’t be pulled apart by pedants.
I adore big ideas that rise far above the petty concerns of everyday life like barrage balloons, defying nit-pickers with their puny pop-guns to shoot them down in flames.
My fondest fantasy is of concepts so compelling that divisions in the body politic fade like old scars to reveal the unbroken skin beneath.
Metaphors, huh? Oh well, below are some ideas about art that I came up with a while back, inspired by the haunting music of Riders On The Storm from The Doors. After each idea I have added another phrase, in italics, something I’ve read and remembered that seems to connect with it.
What it all amounts to is anyone’s guess but, hey, I get a kick out of putting stuff like this together. And it’s a damn sight easier than, er, actually being creative …
hold a mirror up to nature be true to the earth intuitions give rise to explanations first thought best thought seek unity in diversity things being various make new meanings from old ingredients the proof of the pudding is in the eating character is choice under pressure we are what we do suffering yields insight what doesn't kill you makes you stronger enact a better world beneath the pavement the beach truth is beautiful fiction trust the tale not the teller turn subjectivity into objectivity forget yourself create as if life depended on it when you watch the world carefully the words take care of themselves
After that little lot, there’s no excuse – my next post will have to be a bloody masterpiece!
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