|The author, Dane F. Baylis|
PASSION, OBSESSION, INTENSITY
CHILLAX AND PUSH THE EDGES OF YOUR OWN ENDURANCE. WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO LOSE BESIDES YOUR MIND?
Okay, I'm not talking about that conversational version of the three things mentioned in the title. The ones you refer to when you're speaking to your less creative acquaintances. You know, "Oh, I have a passion for surrealist literature." "I'm obsessed with Cinema Noir." "I think Bukowski's poetry has a definite gutter intensity."
Uh-uh. Put down the bris and tilt your beak down far enough so you actually have to breath the same air as the rest of us. Listen up, Gus, what I'm talking about is actually becoming these things in order to engage one hundred and ten percent with your own work. The kind of motivation that drives your tush off the couch and to your writing, music, painting, film...whatever it is you're always telling people you're passionate about. I'm not talking about your twenty minutes sharpening pencils, fifteen minutes putting page numbers on your notes, or the half hour waiting for the muse bitch to call.
No, I'm talking bleary-eyed, hands trembling, what the hell IS my middle name kind of effort!
Sitting down at six-thirty in the morning and not getting up until you feel like your mind is a sponge left out on a July day in the Mojave. Then - after feeding the cat, taking a walk around the block, calling your therapist and booking back-to-back couch sessions next week - you sit right back down until the sponge becomes some dessicated artifact. That's the kind of all-in slog through your talent and determination you need once in a while.
It's time to rediscover the hairy limits of mental, emotional, and artistic stamina. Why? Just to be able to say, "I'm really passionate about this new...novel, fiber art, jazz influenced blues number, sculpture made only from reclaimed parts of early model Edsel's"...and REALLY frigging mean it. To be able to stand in a room full of posers and be totally overwhelmed by the need to get the hell out of there and back to your true desires! Imagine what a kick it would be to be so consumed by your work that you re-devote yourself not just to the creation and marketing of this present iteration, but you salivate like one of Pavlov's dogs when someone else starts talking about something you haven't even tried yet.
Okay, now go out there like Pollock, Stravinsky, Kubrick, and Calder rolled into one and kick some artistic butt! I'm going to have a snack and a nap. Motivating you guys is really stressful.
Meanwhile...live, love, write.
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Dane F. Baylis