“Dave Bower hates my guts. Why? Because I’ve got guts.”
– Floyd Dominy
Creative blocks are a pain in the ass.
Whether it’s fear, a feeling of impossibility, or old wounds flaring up again, when you’re blocked it can be exhausting to sit down at the designated time to create.
I’ve been reading a great series of essays by writer John McPhee and was struck by his admission that everything he wrote about during his career was connected to the topics he was originally interested in at high school.
“New pieces can shoot up from other pieces, pursuing connections that run through the ground like rhizomes.” – John McPhee
It takes guts to move through the blocks. It also takes guts to keep on creating, even when you’re in the flow.
Agnes de Mille once said: “Living is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how. The moment you know how, you begin to die a little. The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.”