Posts tagged ‘Creativity’
“There’s no such thing as writer’s block. That was invented by people in California who couldn’t write”—Terry Pratchett
I write like I talk and I don’t get talker’s block—Seth Godin
Or empty ink well
Which came first
“Camp is extravagant play for serious ends” —Karl Keller / “Camp is a great jewel, 22 carats”—Kenneth Williams / “Camp is pink flamingos”—Philip Core
“Camp is a mode of perception”—Fabio Cleto / “Camp can be taken on two completely separate levels, and make perfect sense on each”—Evelyn Satz / “Camp’s favourite colour is pink”—Mark Booth
“It is now life and not art that requires the willing suspension of disbelief.” —Lionel Trilling
Artists are low key astronauts. Instead of going to the moon, they sit back in their studio and make the moon
—Michael Bassey Johnson
“If you want to hear the distant voice of the ocean put your ear to the distant lips of a seashell.” —Curtis Tyrone Jones
sand pirates with shovels and pails
excavate tidal pools
capturing waves of wayward whales
soft hermit crabs in shells of snails
urchins on break from schools
One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can collect only a few, and they are more beautiful if they are few
—Anne Morrow Lindbergh
“It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.” —Tom Robbins
So I ask this geezer, rocking beside me on the porch, “Hey Gramps, how do you want to feel when you grow up?” The geezer laughs so hard he rolls off his rocker.
The secret of genius is to carry the spirit of the child into old age, which means never losing your enthusiasm
“It’s never too late to have a happy childhood.” –Tom Robbins
This is the story of an ageless bundle of joy.
“The creative adult is the child who has survived.” –Ursula K. Le Guin
“Who on earth would claim that the pearl expresses the oyster?” –C. Day Lewis quote
The Autobiography of an Oyster
Following my narrow escape from the naked pearl diver, I thought it was safe to apply another layer of nacre to the irritant lodged in my shell like the seed of an idea. Alas, the naked pearl diver’s naked sister stayed my retreat, and together they hauled me up from the seabed and rolled me along the wet sand, shouting, “Everybody, come and see what we’ve got!”
I risked a peak, and just as I’d feared, all the naked pearl divers were descending on me. So I clammed up.
But then I thought, “Why deny my destiny? Why not adorn the breast of a queen and ransom a king? Why not be auctioned at Sotheby’s and snatched from Topkapi? Why not come out of my shell and illuminate the legends of the naked pearl divers?”
To make a long story short, I didn’t have to think twice. And, except to write my autobiography, I’ve never looked back.
“What can be more foolish than to think that all this rare fabric of heaven and earth could come about by chance, when all the skill of art is not able to make an Oyster!” -Anatole France quote