The Task at Hand
Here's the deal.
One can do, observe, or record. All of these take time. All of these I am attempting to do. My biggest fear is that: by recording the events as they enfold, the distraction from doing and observing will whither the creativity. In fact, the longer I spend away from recording, the more likely I feel that I will accomplish something worth recording.
All in all, that is the lamest excuse I have for demonstrating the fruits of my labor so far.
But this is a serious dilemma. If all we are capable of doing is building off of pre-existing creations, the leap taken to YOUR works must either: exceed the expectations of others, or be from an obscure enough of a reference that you have brought an idea to a group of people who otherwise would not have been exposed to it.
I am painstakingly try to find enough originality that when I must follow another's tracks I diverge to surf on their wake. (Paradoxically, the avoidance of mainstream may then become mainstream... or just simply put you out of touch.)
That said, everything I post ATTEMPTS to be original, although by sure chance and unfortunate coincidence someone else has probably had similar thoughgts. I also hate repeating myself, as the purity and freshness of a thought first provoked is so rare that repeating it somehow reduces its quality in my opinion. Yet, I am slowly learning that SOME repitition isn't necessarily bad. And by posting things on the interwebs, that story only NEEDS to be said once.
Website update: I can't settle on the format I want the website to be in, or the services that I want to use. I am going to spend a couple more weeks catching up on technology, deciding whether to make the content itself a BLOG, a WIKI, or something else.
This indecision is struck in part by that bizarre need to get the most complex version of something that seems essential, when the actual evaluation of what is needed in the product hasn't taken place. I recognize this. I will try to avoid this.
The task is at hand.
One can do, observe, or record. All of these take time. All of these I am attempting to do. My biggest fear is that: by recording the events as they enfold, the distraction from doing and observing will whither the creativity. In fact, the longer I spend away from recording, the more likely I feel that I will accomplish something worth recording.
All in all, that is the lamest excuse I have for demonstrating the fruits of my labor so far.
But this is a serious dilemma. If all we are capable of doing is building off of pre-existing creations, the leap taken to YOUR works must either: exceed the expectations of others, or be from an obscure enough of a reference that you have brought an idea to a group of people who otherwise would not have been exposed to it.
I am painstakingly try to find enough originality that when I must follow another's tracks I diverge to surf on their wake. (Paradoxically, the avoidance of mainstream may then become mainstream... or just simply put you out of touch.)
That said, everything I post ATTEMPTS to be original, although by sure chance and unfortunate coincidence someone else has probably had similar thoughgts. I also hate repeating myself, as the purity and freshness of a thought first provoked is so rare that repeating it somehow reduces its quality in my opinion. Yet, I am slowly learning that SOME repitition isn't necessarily bad. And by posting things on the interwebs, that story only NEEDS to be said once.
Website update: I can't settle on the format I want the website to be in, or the services that I want to use. I am going to spend a couple more weeks catching up on technology, deciding whether to make the content itself a BLOG, a WIKI, or something else.
This indecision is struck in part by that bizarre need to get the most complex version of something that seems essential, when the actual evaluation of what is needed in the product hasn't taken place. I recognize this. I will try to avoid this.
The task is at hand.
Labels: creativity, dilemma, originality, website
posted by Zak at
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