I woke up this morning excited about making paper collages at work, and I realized I'm not ready to give up my open-ended exploration of making-creative-stuff-in-dire-mental-circumstances and replace it with writing a book.
I did get excited at the idea of a book: yesterday afternoon I looked into the possible topic--garbage! (a fitting follow up to toilets). Fascinating stuff--it triggers the same weird pleasure center as reading post-apocalyptic fiction, probably because the scenarios are much the same:
we're killing ourselves, but a scraggly band of clever people are figuring out ways to make cute, animated trash compactors!
Oh, pang. Writing about garbage, I could write about Wall-E...
Well, I can write about Wall-E here, if I want.
The thing is, when I took this Activities job, I decided to look at it as a year-long internship.
It's only been five and a half months, and I can tell within myself I'm nowhere near done learning whatever there is to learn--about brains and art and humans ...including me!
I still don't know how to make collages out of colored tissue paper.
So, that's today.
Art (right) by Gale Kaseguma.
I did get excited at the idea of a book: yesterday afternoon I looked into the possible topic--garbage! (a fitting follow up to toilets). Fascinating stuff--it triggers the same weird pleasure center as reading post-apocalyptic fiction, probably because the scenarios are much the same:
we're killing ourselves, but a scraggly band of clever people are figuring out ways to make cute, animated trash compactors!
Well, I can write about Wall-E here, if I want.
The thing is, when I took this Activities job, I decided to look at it as a year-long internship. It's only been five and a half months, and I can tell within myself I'm nowhere near done learning whatever there is to learn--about brains and art and humans ...including me!
I still don't know how to make collages out of colored tissue paper.
So, that's today.
Art (right) by Gale Kaseguma.
