Archive for August, 2004

August 31, 2004

ruined her life forever

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August 30, 2004

high rate of interest

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american letters

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More thoughts on “How To Be Crea­tive”:

23. Worr­ying about “Com­mer­cial vs. Artis­tic” is a com­plete waste of time.

You can argue about “the sha­me­ful state of Ame­ri­can Let­ters” till the cows come home. They were kvetching about it in 1950, they’ll be kvetching about it in 2050.

It’s a path well-trodden, and not a place where one is going to come up with many new, earth-shattering insights.
But a lot of peo­ple like to dwell on it because it keeps them from having to ever jour­ney into unk­nown terri­tory. It’s safe. It allows you to have strong emo­tions and opi­nions without witout any real risk to your­self. Without you having to do any of the actual hard work invol­ved in the making and selling of something you believe in.
To me, it’s not about whether Tom Clancy sells truc­kloads of books or a Nobel Prize Win­ner sells didly-squat. Those are just ciphers, a dis­trac­tion. To me, it’s about what YOU are going to do with the short time you have left on this earth. Dif­fe­rent cri­te­ria alto­gether.
Frankly, how a per­son nur­tu­res and deve­leps his or her own “crea­tive sove­reignty”, with or without the help of the world at large, is in my opi­nion a much more inte­res­ting sub­ject.
(NB: Thanks to the com­ments for pro­vi­ding the ins­pi­ra­tion for this thread. Heh.)

August 29, 2004

herb

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nobody cares. do it for yourself.

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More thoughts on “How To Be Crea­tive”:

22. Nobody cares. Do it for yourself.

Every­body is too busy with their own lives to give a damn about your book, pain­ting, screen­play etc, espe­cially if you haven’t sold it yet. And the ones that aren’t, you don’t want in your life anyway.

Making a big deal over your crea­tive sch­tick is the kiss of death. That’s all I have to say on the subject.

selling out is harder than it looks

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More thoughts on “How To Be Crea­tive”:

21. Selling out is har­der than it looks.

Dilu­ting your pro­duct to make it more “com­mer­cial” will just make peo­ple like it less.

Many years ago, barely out of college, I star­ted sch­lep­ping around the ad agen­cies, loo­king for my first job.
One fine day a Crea­tive Direc­tor kindly agreed for me to come show him my port­fo­lio. Hoo­ray!
So I came to his office and sho­wed him my work. My work was bloody awful. All of it.
Ima­gine the worst, chee­siest “I used to wash with Sudso but now I wash with Lemon-Fresh Rinso Extreme” vapid hou­se­wife crap. Only far worse than that.
The CD was a nice guy. You could tell he didn’t think much of my work, though he was far too polite to blurt it out. Finally he quietly con­fes­sed that it wasn’t doing much for him.
“Well, the tar­get mar­ket are middle class hous­wi­ves,” I ram­bled. “They’re quite con­ser­va­tive, so I thought I’d bet­ter tone it down…”
“You can tone it down once you’ve got­ten the job and once the client comes after your ass with a red hot poker and tells you to tone it down,” he laughed. “Till then, show me the toned-up ver­sion.”
This story doesn’t just hap­pen in adver­ti­sing. It hap­pens everywhere.

the hughtrain has been rewritten

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(Read the whole thing here)
The (Upda­ted) Hugh­train Mani­festo: “The mar­ket for something to believe in is infinite.”

This car­toon directly above explains exactly why I said, “For­get the fancy buzz­words. The future of busi­ness is spi­ri­tual…”
This goes with what I said pre­viously:“It’s this utter belief in huma­nity and human poten­tial that exci­tes us. We humans want to believe in our own spe­cies. And we want peo­ple, com­pa­nies and pro­ducts in our lives that make it easier to do so. That is human nature.“

Think less about what your pro­duct does, and think more about human poten­tial. What sta­te­ment about huma­nity does your pro­duct make?

The big­ger the sta­te­ment, the big­ger the idea, the big­ger your brand will become.
I know, I know, spi­ri­tua­lity and mar­ke­ting don’t mix, right?
You sure about that?

(Read the whole thing here)
I deci­ded that “Smar­ter Con­ver­sa­tions” wasn’t cut­ting it, somehow. Any fool can be smar­ter.
But to borrow from Paul’s Let­ter to The Corinthians, without Love, you have nothing.
When some­body like me or Evelyn Rodri­guez or John Strande talks about ente­ring “The Crea­tive Age”, we’re not saying the world will one day be run by graphic desig­ners. We’re tal­king about “pur­pose and belief” i.e. human, spi­ri­tual values dri­ving the brand to ever inc­rea­sing degrees, rather than just what it does or how much it costs.
That means brands, busi­nes­ses and peo­ple will have to become more spi­ri­tually sophis­ti­ca­ted. And that means mar­ke­ting folk will have to start beha­ving less like priests, more like monks.

over the weekend

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change is not death

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August 28, 2004

how to be creative (long version)

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As reques­ted, I went ahead and put the entire “How To Be Crea­tive” thread, ori­gi­nally 21 pages long, onto a sin­gle page.
It’s a long read by blog­ging stan­dards. You can find it here.
Hope it’s OK.
The ori­gi­nal shor­ter ver­sion is here.
Meanwhile, Clark kindly trans­la­ted the 20 main tenets into Chi­nese. Heh. Thanks, Clark!
1. 走自己的路
2. 想法虽不起眼,但它却能改变全世界
3. 投入时间
4. 千里马常有,而伯乐不常有
5. 你的经历由你自己负责
6. 创造性是人的本性
7. 保持日常工作
8. 唯有有创意的公司才能生存
9. 每个人都有自己的生存目标
10. 成大事者不拘小节
11. 与众不同
12. 期望越大,失望越大
13. 不要互相攀比
14. 书山有路勤为径
15. 区分你喜欢做的事和你不喜欢做的事
16. 世易时移
17. 黄金有价,激情无价
18. 远离失败的人
19. 要有自己的个性和风格,哪怕是缺点
20. 形式并不重要,重要的是内容

diagramatical

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August 27, 2004

the creative age

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A blog­ger I’m enjo­ying a lot these days is Evelyn Rodri­guez.
She’s in sync with a lot of my current thin­king, namely, that we’re ente­ring into what is known as “The Crea­tive Age”. Good-bye white collar, hello black collar.
What are the impli­ca­tions of living in The Crea­tive Age? This is my take on it:
As I get older, what beco­mes more inte­res­ting to me is not what my clients make, but why they make it. There are lots of pos­si­ble rea­sons: To make money. To make a dent in the uni­verse. To enhance their attrac­ti­ve­ness to women. To allow them­sel­ves to become the per­son they were born to be. To sell more junk than the guy down the street. To serve God & Man. To get revenge on their father. To have the big­gest boat in the yacht club. The list is end­less.
Expe­rience has taught me– the more inte­res­ting the brand, the more higher up the spi­ri­tual food chain the peo­ple behind it are.
Which leads me to conc­lude: Bran­ding is a spi­ri­tual exer­cise.
All you mar­ke­ting and brand mavens out there: For­get the fancy buzz­words. The future of busi­ness is spi­ri­tual. “Crea­tive” is just a sub­set.
UPDATE: Evelyn men­tions this post here. Thanks, Ev!

thoughts on “smarter conversations”

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How to have smar­ter con­ver­sa­tions.
Somewhere along the the line I deci­ded that embra­cing “Smar­ter Con­ver­sa­tions” was pre­fe­ra­ble to pre­ma­tu­rely con­sig­ning my career to the dust­bin of his­tory. I just wrote down some ran­dom thoughts:
1. Unders­tand why what you’re offe­ring to do for other peo­ple is inte­res­ting, impor­tant, mea­ning­ful etc then start telling peo­ple about it.
Think about this one. Hard. If you don’t know, then how will other peo­ple know? Exactly. They won’t.
2. Live like you know the dif­fe­rence bet­ween remar­ka­ble and unre­mar­ka­ble, like it mat­ters to you.
The more “remar­ka­ble” mat­ters to you, the more likely that it will appear in the pro­duct you’re selling. The more likely other peo­ple will notice it.
3. Seek out the excep­tio­nal minds.
This is my basic man­tra. It’s a good one to have. Not every­body gets it. Their loss.
4. Start a blog.
Blogs are funny things. Say something smart, peo­ple pay atten­tion. Say something dumb, you’re igno­red. We big media folk just can’t seem to get our heads around that con­cept, for some rea­son. Regu­lar blog­ging can help train you to bet­ter dis­cern bet­ween smart and dumb. Makes it easier to extend this to the rest of one’s busi­ness.
5. Ruth­lessly avoid wor­king for com­pa­nies that “don’t get it”.
Yeah, you may have to turn down a few gigs, and that can really hurt when the rent is due. Still, anything that’s easy to get isn’t worth having.
6. Ruth­lessly avoid wor­king for com­pa­nies that think they know bet­ter than you.
Luc­kily, if you get the whole “smar­ter con­ver­sa­tions” thing, their “Yes, Buts” will just seem rather empty. Making them easier to “toss out like old fur­ni­ture”.
7. Be nice.
Smar­ter con­ver­sa­tions are fue­lled by good­will. Lose it and die.
8. Be honest.
Again, smar­ter con­ver­sa­tions are fue­lled by good­will etc.
9. Karma is key.
But you already know that. Or you’re stu­pid. No middle ground on this one, sorry.
10. Lis­ten.
Ton­gues are dum­ber than brains, brains are dum­ber than ears etc.

huge cluetrain hole

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Found a huge INTELLECTUAL HOLE in The Clue­train Mani­festo:

4. Whether deli­ve­ring infor­ma­tion, opi­nions, pers­pec­ti­ves, dis­sen­ting argu­ments or humo­rous asi­des, the human voice is typi­cally open, natu­ral, uncontrived. 

Wow. That’s the most UTTERLY WRONG thing I’ve ever read in my life.
They obviously don’t go to the right parties.

August 26, 2004

new sales policy

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I do not sell the ori­gi­nals indi­vi­dually. I only part with them en masse as part of a much lar­ger com­mis­sion.
Com­mis­sions start at $50,000 USD.
Fifty thou­sand U.S. dollars. Rock on.
Feel free to con­tact me for more info: hugh at gaping­void etc.
Thank you.

August 25, 2004

seek out the exceptional minds

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More thoughts on “How To Be A Copyw­ri­ter”:

4. Seek out the excep­tio­nal minds, avoid ever­yone else.

Life is short. You don’t want to end up in The Water­coo­ler Gang.

OK, I

August 24, 2004

new york bartender allegory

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A strange thing hap­pens to New York bar­ten­ders when they hit the age of thirty: They sud­denly rea­lize they’re never going to be famous.
Right up to the point where they were 29 years, 364 days, 23 hours, 59 minu­tes and 59 seconds old they are all abso­lu­tely, posi­ti­vely cer­tain that their screen­play will be sold, their face will be dis­co­ve­red by a big stage pro­du­cer, their pain­tings will be han­ging at The MoMA, their pho­to­graphs will be gra­cing the pages of Vogue etc. etc.
Then Boom! Within nano­se­conds of the clock chi­ming Mid­night on the mor­ning of the Big Three-Oh, the dream is sud­denly over. Crash. Burn. Dead. No more magic fame­machine to lift their souls out of the lowly depths of bohe­mian hand-to-mouth living and into the higher realms of A-List par­ties and Cen­tral Park South apart­ments.
Of course, the first thing they do is panic. Holy Shit! I’m old! Des­pair! Des­pair! Utter Des­pair!
Then once the ini­tial rush of fear and dread starts to wane, they decide it’s finally time to grow up and do something serious. Goodbye, Dream. Hello, Sen­si­ble Adulthood. Time to stop wor­king for The Man. Time to strike out on their own. Time to be a grow­nup.
They look around for ideas to start their own busi­ness. But like every­body else alive, their search is limi­ted by what they know. Besi­des their art thing (audi­tions, gallery sch­moo­zing etc), they’ve only really been in one busi­ness since drop­ping out of college a decade pre­viously– pou­ring drinks.
Bar­ten­ding is the only job they know. The drinks trade is all they know.
So late one night, Bar­ten­der One (who just tur­ned thirty) is having an after-hours beer with a friend, Bar­ten­der Two (who also just tur­ned thirty). They�re both in mour­ning for their recently-lost youth. They are com­mi­se­ra­ting, trying to keep it in pers­pec­tive, trying to focus on the posi­tive. But now they�re also tal­king intently, tal­king pas­sio­na­tely, thin­king seriously, they�re figu­ring it all out, they’ve got to come up with an idea. They need a busi­ness idea. They need a plan. Sud­denly…
Bar­ten­der One: I know! Let’s open our own bar!
Bar­ten­der Two: Yeah! Cool! Let’s open our own bar!
So they whoop and holler and dance around and hug each other, glo­wing radiantly in the sheer exci­te­ment of their new busi­ness plan.
Good thing nobody else in New York has thought of it yet.

long day

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August 23, 2004

idea amplifier

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More thoughts on “The Hugh­train Mani­festo”:

A company’s pri­mary role is to func­tion as an “idea ampli­fier”. Making and doing are mere subsets.

Most things com­pa­nies make are actually pretty dull. Most things peo­ple buy are fairly mun­dane.
A com­pu­ter is just a plas­tic and metal box you use to send e-mail, write papers and what­not.
A pair of run­ning shoes is just some cloth and rub­ber that allows you to go jog­ging.
Cof­fee is just fla­vo­red hot water with some caf­feine in it.
Yet Apple, Nike and Star­bucks excite peo­ple. Why?
Sure, they were bet­ter than their com­pe­ti­tors, they rede­fi­ned their mar­kets. But there are a lot of mar­kets out there; lots of them are being rede­fi­ned all the time. So what’s the big deal about these three brands?
It’s not the com­pa­nies’ pro­ducts that are so great, it’s not what the pro­ducts actually do that is so great, it’s their belief in human poten­tial that is so great.
Their belief in the spi­ri­tual heights a per­son is able to reach within a sin­gle life­time, that is the idea we buy into. That is what’s com­pe­lling, not the actual bene­fit, not the actual mole­cu­les.
All three com­pa­nies in some way want to change the world. And all three com­pa­nies believe they can. But more impor­tantly, all three com­pa­nies believe that their cus­to­mers can change the world as well.
They believe peo­ple can do something mea­ning­ful with their lives. Ergo they want to pro­vide their cus­to­mers with stuff that help them to do exactly that.
It’s this utter belief in huma­nity and human poten­tial that exci­tes us. We humans want to believe in our own spe­cies. And we want peo­ple, com­pa­nies and pro­ducts in our lives that make it easier to do so. That is human nature.
So maybe think less about what your pro­duct does, and think more about human poten­tial. What sta­te­ment about huma­nity does your pro­duct actually make?
The big­ger the sta­te­ment, the big­ger the idea, the big­ger your brand will become.

August 22, 2004

ignore everybody

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Ama­zon.

Bar­nes & Noble.

Bor­ders.

800-CEO-READ. (great for bulk buys)

Indie­Bound. [to find an inde­pen­dent store]

IGNORE EVERYBODY

So you want to be more crea­tive, in art, in busi­ness, wha­te­ver. Here are some tips that have wor­ked for me over the years.] 

1. Ignore everybody.

2. The idea doesn’t have to be big. It just has to be yours.
3. Put the hours in.
4. If your biz plan depends on you sud­denly being “dis­co­ve­red” by some big shot, your plan will pro­bably fail.
5. You are res­pon­si­ble for your own expe­rience.
6. Ever­yone is born crea­tive; ever­yone is given a box of cra­yons in kin­der­gar­ten.
7. Keep your day job.
8. Com­pa­nies that squelch crea­ti­vity can no lon­ger com­pete with com­pa­nies that cham­pion crea­ti­vity.
9. Every­body has their own pri­vate Mount Eve­rest they were put on this earth to climb.
10. The more talen­ted some­body is, the less they need the props.
11. Don’t try to stand out from the crowd; avoid crowds alto­gether.
12. If you accept the pain, it can­not hurt you.
13. Never com­pare your inside with some­body else’s outside.
14. Dying young is ove­rra­ted.
15. The most impor­tant thing a crea­tive per­son can learn pro­fes­sio­nally is where to draw the red line that sepa­ra­tes what you are willing to do, and what you are not.
16. The world is chan­ging.
17. Merit can be bought. Pas­sion can’t.
18. Avoid the Water­coo­ler Gang.
19. Sing in your own voice.
20. The choice of media is irre­le­vant.
21. Selling out is har­der than it looks.
22. Nobody cares. Do it for your­self.
23. Worr­ying about “Com­mer­cial vs. Artis­tic” is a com­plete waste of time.
24. Don�t worry about fin­ding ins­pi­ra­tion. It comes even­tually.

25. You have to find your own sch­tick.

26. Write from the heart.
27. The best way to get appro­val is not to need it.
28. Power is never given. Power is taken.
29. Wha­te­ver choice you make, The Devil gets his due even­tually.
30. The har­dest part of being crea­tive is get­ting used to it.
31. Remain fru­gal.

32. Allow your work to age with you.
33. Being Poor Sucks.
34. Beware of tur­ning hob­bies into jobs.
35. Savor obs­cu­rity while it lasts.
36. Start blog­ging.
37. Mea­ning Sca­les, Peo­ple Don’t.
37. When your dreams become rea­lity, they are no lon­ger your dreams.

MORE:
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1. Ignore everybody.

The more ori­gi­nal your idea is, the less good advice other peo­ple will be able to give you. When I first star­ted with the cartoon-on-back-of-bizcard for­mat, peo­ple thought I was nuts. Why wasn’t I trying to do something more easy for mar­kets to digest i.e. cutey-pie gree­ting cards or whatever?

You don’t know if your idea is any good the moment it’s crea­ted. Neither does anyone else. The most you can hope for is a strong gut fee­ling that it is. And trus­ting your fee­lings is not as easy as the opti­mists say it is. There’s a rea­son why fee­lings scare us.
And asking close friends never works quite as well as you hope, either. It’s not that they deli­be­ra­tely want to be unhelp­ful. It’s just they don’t know your world one millionth as well as you know your world, no mat­ter how hard they try, no mat­ter how hard you try to explain.
Plus a big idea will change you. Your friends may love you, but they don’t want you to change. If you change, then their dyna­mic with you also chan­ges. They like things the way they are, that’s how they love you– the way you are, not the way you may become.
Ergo, they have no incen­tive to see you change. And they will be resis­tant to anything that cataly­zes it. That’s human nature. And you would do the same, if the shoe was on the other foot.
With busi­ness collea­gues it’s even worse. They’re used to dea­ling with you in a cer­tain way. They’re used to having a cer­tain level of con­trol over the rela­tionship. And they want wha­te­ver makes them more pros­pe­rous. Sure, they might pre­fer it if you pros­per as well, but that’s not their top prio­rity.
If your idea is so good that it chan­ges your dyna­mic enough to where you need them less, or God for­bid, THE MARKET needs them less, then they’re going to resist your idea every chance they can.
Again, that’s human nature.
GOOD IDEAS ALTER THE POWER BALANCE IN RELATIONSHIPS, THAT IS WHY GOOD IDEAS ARE ALWAYS INITIALLY RESISTED.
Good ideas come with a heavy bur­den. Which is why so few peo­ple have them. So few peo­ple can handle it.
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2. The idea doesn’t have to be big. It just has to be yours.

The sove­reignty you have over your work will ins­pire far more peo­ple than the actual con­tent ever will.

We all spend a lot of time being impres­sed by folk we’ve never met. Some­body fea­tu­red in the media who’s got a big com­pany, a big pro­duct, a big movie, a big bes­tse­ller. Wha­te­ver.
And we spend even more time trying unsuc­cess­fully to keep up with them. Trying to start up our own com­pa­nies, our own pro­ducts, our own film pro­jects, books and what­not.
I’m as guilty as anyone. I tried lots of dif­fe­rent things over the years, trying des­pe­ra­tely to pry my career out of the jaws of medioc­rity. Some to do with busi­ness, some to do with art etc.
One eve­ning, after one false start too many, I just gave up. Sit­ting at a bar, fee­ling a bit bur­ned out by work and life in gene­ral, I just star­ted dra­wing on the back of busi­ness cards for no rea­son. I didn’t really need a rea­son. I just did it because it was there, because it amu­sed me in a kind of ran­dom, arbi­trary way.
Of course it was stu­pid. Of course it was uncom­mer­cial. Of course it wasn’t going to go anywhere. Of course it was a com­plete and utter waste of time. But in retros­pect, it was this built-in futi­lity that gave it its edge. Because it was the exact oppo­site of all the “Big Plans” my peers and I were used to making. It was so libe­ra­ting not to have to be thin­king about all that, for a change.
It was so libe­ra­ting to be doing something that didn’t have to impress any­body, for a change.
It was so libe­ra­ting to be doing something that didn’t have to have some sort of com­mer­cial angle, for a change.
It was so libe­ra­ting to have something that belon­ged just to me and no one else, for a change.
It was so libe­ra­ting to feel com­plete sove­reignty, for a change. To feel com­plete free­dom, for a change.
And of course, it was then, and only then, that the outside world star­ted paying atten­tion.
The sove­reignty you have over your work will ins­pire far more peo­ple than the actual con­tent ever will. How your own sove­reignty ins­pi­res other peo­ple to find their own sove­reignty, their own sense of free­dom and pos­si­bi­lity, will give the work far more power than the work’s objec­tive merits ever will.
Your idea doesn’t have to be big. It just has to be yours alone. The more the idea is yours alone, the more free­dom you have to do something really ama­zing.
The more ama­zing, the more peo­ple will click with your idea. The more peo­ple click with your idea, the more this little thing of yours will snow­ball into a big thing.
That’s what dood­ling on busi­ness cards taught me.
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3. Put the hours in.

Doing anything worthwhile takes fore­ver. 90% of what sepa­ra­tes suc­cess­ful peo­ple and fai­led peo­ple is time, effort, and stamina.

I get asked a lot, “Your busi­ness card for­mat is very sim­ple. Aren’t you worried about some­body rip­ping it off?”
Stan­dard Ans­wer: Only if they can draw more of them than me, bet­ter than me.
What gives the work its edge is the sim­ple fact that I’ve spent years dra­wing them. I’ve drawn thou­sands. Tens of thou­sands of man hours.
So if some­body wants to rip my idea off, go ahead. If some­body wants to over­take me in the busi­ness card doodle wars, go ahead. You’ve got many long years in front of you. And unlike me, you won’t be doing it for the joy of it. You’ll be doing it for some self-loathing, ill-informed, lame-ass mer­ce­nary rea­son. So the years will be even lon­ger and far, far more pain­ful. Lucky you.
If some­body in your industry is more suc­cess­ful than you, it’s pro­bably because he works har­der at it than you do. Sure, maybe he’s more inhe­rently talen­ted, more adept at net­wor­king etc, but I don’t con­si­der that an excuse. Over time, that advan­tage counts for less and less. Which is why the world is full of highly talen­ted, network-savvy, fai­led medioc­ri­ties.
So yeah, suc­cess means you’ve got a long road ahead of you, regard­less. How do you best manage it?
Well, as I’ve writ­ten elsewhere, don’t quit your day job. I didn’t. I work every day at the office, same as any other regu­lar sch­moe. I have a long com­mute on the train, ergo that’s when I do most of my dra­wing. When I was youn­ger I drew mostly while sit­ting at a bar, but that got old.
The point is; an hour or two on the train is very mana­ga­ble for me. The fact I have a job means I don’t feel pres­su­red to do something market-friendly. Ins­tead, I get to do wha­te­ver the hell I want. I get to do it for my own satis­fac­tion. And I think that makes the work more power­ful in the long run. It also makes it easier to carry on with it in a calm fashion, day-in-day out, and not go crazy in insane crea­tive bursts brought on by money worries.
The day job, which I really like, gives me something pro­duc­tive and inte­res­ting to do among fellow adults. It gets me out of the house in the day time. If I were a pro­fes­sio­nal car­too­nist I’d just be chai­ned to a dra­wing table at home all day, scrib­bling out a living in silence, inte­rrup­ted only by fre­qent trips to the cof­fee shop. No, thank you.
Simply put, my method allows me to pace myself over the long haul, which is impor­tant.
Sta­mina is utterly impor­tant. And sta­mina is only pos­si­ble if it’s mana­ged well. Peo­ple think all they need to do is endure one crazy, intense, job-free crea­tive burst and their dreams will come true. They are wrong, they are stu­pidly wrong.
Being good at anything is like figure ska­ting– the defi­ni­tion of being good at it is being able to make it look easy. But it never is easy. Ever. That’s what the stu­pidly wrong peo­ple cove­niently for­get.
If I was just star­ting out wri­ting, say, a novel or a screen­play, or maybe star­ting up a new soft­ware com­pany, I wouldn’t try to quit my job in order to make this big, dra­ma­tic heroic-quest thing about it.
I would do something far sim­pler: I would find that extra hour or two in the day that belongs to nobody else but me, and I would make it pro­duc­tive. Put the hours in, do it for long enough and magi­cal, life-transforming things hap­pen even­tually. Sure, that means less time watching TV, inter­net sur­fing, going out or wha­te­ver.
But who cares?
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4. If your biz plan depends on you sud­denly being “dis­co­ve­red” by some big shot, your plan will pro­bably fail.

Nobody sud­denly dis­co­vers anything. Things are made slowly and in pain.

I was offe­red a quite subs­tan­tial publishing deal a year or two ago. Tur­ned it down. The com­pany sent me a con­tract. I loo­ked it over. Hmmmm…
Called the com­pany back. Asked for some cla­ri­fi­ca­tions on some points in the con­tract. Never heard back from them. The deal died.
This was a very res­pec­ted com­pany. You may have even heard of it.
They just assu­med I must be just like all the other peo­ple they repre­sent– hungry and des­pe­rate and willing to sign anything.
They wan­ted to own me, regard­less of how good a job they did.
That’s the thing about some big publishers. They want 110% from you, but they don’t offer to do like­wise in return. To them, the artist is just one more noodle in a big bowl of pasta.
Their busi­ness model is to basi­cally throw the pasta against the wall, and see which one sticks. The ones that fall to the floor are just for­got­ten.
Publishers are just midd­le­men. That’s all. If artists could remem­ber that more often, they’d save them­sel­ves a lot of aggre­va­tion.
Any­way, yeah, I can see gaping­void being a ‘pro­duct’ one day. Books, T-shirts and what­not. I think it could make a lot of money, if hand­led correctly. But I’m not afraid to walk away if I think the per­son offe­ring it is full of hot air. I’ve already got my groove etc. Not to men­tion another career that’s doing quite well, thank you.
I think “gaping­void as pro­duct line” idea is pretty ine­vi­ta­ble, down the road. Watch this space.
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5. You are res­pon­si­ble for your own experience.

Nobody can tell you if what you’re doing is good, mea­ning­ful or worthwhile. The more com­pe­lling the path, the more lonely it is.

Every crea­tive per­son is loo­king for “The Big Idea”. You know, the one that is going to cata­pult them out from the murky depths of obs­cu­rity and on to the highest pla­nes of incan­des­cent ludi­city.
The one that’s all love-at-first-sight with the Zeit­geist.
The one that’s going to get them invi­ted to all the right par­ties, metapho­ri­cal or other­wise.
So natu­rally you ask your­self, if and when you finally come up with The Big Idea, after years of toil, strug­gle and doubt, how do you know whether or not it is “The One”?
Ans­wer: You don’t.
There’s no glo­rious swe­lling of exis­ten­tial triumph.
That’s not what hap­pens.
All you get is this rather kvetchy voice inside you that seems to say, “This is totally stupid.This is utterly moro­nic. This is a com­plete waste of time. I’m going to do it any­way.”
And you go do it any­way.
Second-rate ideas like glo­rious swe­llings far more. Keeps them alive lon­ger.
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6. Ever­yone is born crea­tive; ever­yone is given a box of cra­yons in kin­der­gar­ten.

Then when you hit puberty they take the cra­yons away and replace them with books on alge­bra etc. Being sud­denly hit years later with the crea­tive bug is just a wee voice telling you, “I�d like my cra­yons back, please.”

So you’ve got the itch to do something. Write a screen­play, start a pain­ting, write a book, turn your recipe for fudge brow­nies into a pro­per busi­ness, wha­te­ver. You don’t know where the itch came from, it’s almost like it just arri­ved on your doors­tep, unin­vi­ted. Until now you were quite happy hol­ding down a real job, being a regu­lar per­son…
Until now.
You don’t know if you’re any good or not, but you’d think you could be. And the idea terri­fies you. The pro­blem is, even if you are good, you know nothing about this kind of busi­ness. You don’t know any publishers or agents or all these fancy-shmancy kind of folk. You have a friend who’s got a cou­sin in Cali­for­nia who’s into this kind of stuff, but you haven’t tal­ked to your friend for over two years…
Besi­des, if you write a book, what if you can’t find a publisher? If you write a screen­play, what if you can’t find a pro­du­cer? And what if the pro­du­cer turns out to be a crook? You’ve always wor­ked hard your whole life, you’ll be dam­ned if you’ll put all that effort into something if there ain’t no pot of gold at the end of this dumb-ass rain­bow…
Heh. That’s not your wee voice asking for the cra­yons back. That’s your outer voice, your adult voice, your boring & tedious voice trying to find a way to get the wee cra­yon voice to shut the hell up.
Your wee voice doesn’t want you to sell something. Your wee voice wants you to make something. There’s a big dif­fe­rence. Your wee voice doesn’t give a damn about publishers or Holly­wood pro­du­cers.
Go ahead and make something. Make something really spe­cial. Make something ama­zing that will really blow the mind of any­body who sees it.
If you try to make something just to fit your unin­for­med view of some hypothe­ti­cal mar­ket, you will fail. If you make something spe­cial and power­ful and honest and true, you will suc­ceed.
The wee voice didn’t show up because it deci­ded you need more money or you need to hang out with movie stars. Your wee voice came back because your soul somehow depends on it. There’s something you haven’t said, something you haven’t done, some light that needs to be switched on, and it needs to be taken care of. Now.
So you have to lis­ten to the wee voice or it will die… taking a big chunk of you along with it.
They’re only cra­yons. You didn’t fear them in kin­der­gar­ten, why fear them now?
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7. Keep your day job.

I�m not just saying that for the usual rea­son i.e. because I think your idea will fail. I�m saying it because to sud­denly quit one�s job in a big ol’ crea­tive drama-queen moment is always, always, always in direct con­flict with what I call “The Sex & Cash Theory”. 

THE SEX & CASH THEORY: “The crea­tive per­son basi­cally has two kinds of jobs: One is the sexy, crea­tive kind. Second is the kind that pays the bills. Some­ti­mes the task in hand covers both bases, but not often. This tense dua­lity will always play cen­ter stage. It will never be trans­cen­ded.”
A good exam­ple is Phil, a NY pho­to­grapher friend of mine. He does really wild stuff for the indie maga­zi­nes– it pays nothing, but it allows him to build his port­fo­lio. Then he’ll go off and shoot some cata­lo­gues for a while. Nothing too exci­ting, but it pays the bills.
Another exam­ple is some­body like Mar­tin Amis. He wri­tes “serious” novels, but he has to sup­ple­ment his income by wri­ting the occa­sio­nal news­pa­per article for the Lon­don papers (novel royal­ties are bloody pathe­tic– even bes­tse­llers like Amis aren’t immune).
Or actors. One year Tra­volta will be in an ultra-hip flick like Pulp Fic­tion (“Sex”), the next he’ll be in some dumb spy thri­ller (“Cash”).
Or pain­ters. You spend one month pain­ting blue pic­tu­res because that’s the color the cele­brity collec­tors are buying this sea­son (“Cash”), you spend the next month pain­ting red pic­tu­res because sec­retly you des­pise the color blue and love the color red (“Sex”).
Or geeks. You spend you week­days wri­ting code for a face­less cor­po­ra­tion (“Cash”), then you spend your eve­ning and wee­kends wri­ting anarchic, weird com­pu­ter games to amuse your techie friends with (“Sex”).
It’s balan­cing the need to make a good living while still main­tai­ning one’s crea­tive sove­reignty. My M.O. is gaping­void (“Sex”), cou­pled with my day job (“Cash”).
I’m thin­king about the young wri­ter who has to wait tables to pay the bills, in spite of her wri­ting appea­ring in all the cool and hip maga­zi­nes.… who dreams of one day of not having her life divi­ded so harshly.
Well, over time the ‘harshly’ bit might go away, but not the ‘divi­ded’.
“This tense dua­lity will always play cen­ter stage. It will never be trans­cen­ded.”
As soon as you accept this, I mean really accept this, for some rea­son your career starts moving ahead fas­ter. I don’t know why this hap­pens. It’s the peo­ple who refuse to cleave their lives this way– who just want to start Day One by quit­ting their current crappy day job and moving straight on over to best-selling author… Well, they never make it.
Any­way, it’s called “The Sex & Cash Theory”. Keep it under your pillow.
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8. Com­pa­nies that squelch crea­ti­vity can no lon­ger com­pete with com­pa­nies that cham­pion creativity.

Nor can you bully a subor­di­nate into beco­ming a genius.

Since the modern, scientifically-conceived cor­po­ra­tion was inven­ted in the early half of the Twen­tieth Cen­tury, crea­ti­vity has been sac­ri­fi­ced in favor of for­war­ding the inte­rests of the “Team Pla­yer”.
Fair enough. There was more money in doing it that way; that’s why they did it.
There’s only one pro­blem. Team Pla­yers are not very good at crea­ting value on their own. They are not auto­no­mous; they need a team in order to exist.
So now cor­po­ra­tions are awash with non-autonomous thin­kers.
“I don’t know. What do you think?”
“I don’t know. What do you think?”
“I don’t know. What do you think?”
“I don’t know. What do you think?”
“I don’t know. What do you think?”
“I don’t know. What do you think?”
And so on.
Crea­ting an eco­no­mi­cally via­ble entity where lack of ori­gi­nal thought is hand­so­mely rewar­ded crea­tes a rich, fer­tile envi­ron­ment for para­si­tes to breed. And that’s exactly what’s been hap­pe­ning. So now we have millions upon millions of human tape­worms thri­ving in the Wes­tern World, making love to their Power­point pre­sen­ta­tions, feas­ting on the crea­ti­vity of others.
What hap­pens to an eco­logy, when the para­site level reaches cri­ti­cal mass?
The eco­logy dies.
If you’re crea­tive, if you can think inde­pen­dantly, if you can arti­cu­late pas­sion, if you can ove­rride the fear of being wrong, then your com­pany needs you now more than it ever did. And now your com­pany can no lon­ger afford to pre­tend that isn’t the case.
So dust off your horn and start too­ting it. Exactly.
Howe­ver if you’re not pari­cu­larly crea­tive, then you’re in real trou­ble. And there’s no buzz­word or “new para­digm” that can help you. They may not have men­tio­ned this in busi­ness school, but… peo­ple like watching dino­saurs die.
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9. Every­body has their own pri­vate Mount Eve­rest they were put on this earth to climb.

You may never reach the sum­mit; for that you will be for­gi­ven. But if you don’t make at least one serious attempt to get above the snow-line, years later you will find your­self lying on your death­bed, and all you will feel is emptiness.

This metapho­ri­cal Mount Eve­rest doesn’t have to mani­fest itself as “Art”. For some peo­ple, yes, it might be a novel or a pain­ting. But Art is just one path up the moun­tain, one of many. With others the path may be something more pro­saic. Making a million dollars, rai­sing a family, owning the most Bur­ger King franchi­ses in the Tri-State area, buil­ding some crazy over­si­zed model air­plane, the list has no end.
Wha­te­ver. Let’s talk about you now. Your moun­tain. Your pri­vate Mount Eve­rest. Yes, that one. Exactly.
Let’s say you never climb it. Do you have a pro­blem witb that? Can you just say to your­self, “Never mind, I never really wan­ted it any­way” and take up stamp collec­ting ins­tead?
Well, you could try. But I wouldn’t believe you. I think it’s not OK for you never to try to climb it. And I think you agree with me. Other­wise you wouldn’t have read this far.
So it looks like you’re going to have to climb the fric­kin’ moun­tain. Deal with it.
My advice? You don’t need my advice. You really don’t. The big­gest piece of advice I could give anyone would be this:

“Admit that your own pri­vate Mount Eve­rest exists. That is half the battle.”

And you’ve already done that. You really have. Other­wise, again, you wouldn’t have read this far.
Rock on.
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10. The more talen­ted some­body is, the less they need the props.

Mee­ting a per­son who wrote a mas­ter­piece on the back of a deli menu would not sur­prise me. Mee­ting a per­son who wrote a mas­ter­piece with a sil­ver Car­tier foun­tain pen on an anti­que wri­ting table in an airy SoHo loft would SERIOUSLY sur­prise me.

Abraham Lin­coln wrote The Gettys­berg Address on a piece of ordi­nary sta­tio­nery that he had borro­wed from the friend whose house he was sta­ying at.
James Joyce wrote with a sim­ple pen­cil and note­book. Some­body else did the typing, but only much later.
Van Gough rarely pain­ted with more than six colors on his palette.
I draw on the back of wee biz cards. Wha­te­ver.
There’s no corre­la­tion bet­ween crea­ti­vity and equip­ment ownership. None. Zilch. Nada.
Actually, as the artist gets more into his thing, and as he gets more suc­cess­ful, his num­ber of tools tends to go down. He knows what works for him. Expen­ding men­tal energy on stuff was­tes time. He’s a man on a mis­sion. He’s got a dead­line. He’s got some rich client breathing down his neck. The last thing he wants is to spend 3 weeks lear­ning how to use a rou­ter drill if he doesn’t need to.
A fancy tool just gives the second-rater one more pillar to hide behind.
Which is why there are so many second-rate art direc­tors with state-of-the-art Maci­notsh com­pu­ters.
Which is why there are so many hack wri­ters with state-of-the-art lap­tops.
Which is why there are so many crappy pho­to­graphers with state-of-the-art digi­tal came­ras.
Which is why there are so many unre­mar­ka­ble pain­ters with expen­sive stu­dios in trendy neigh­borhoods.
Hiding behind pillars, all of them.
Pillars do not help; they hin­der. The more mighty the pillar, the more you end up rel­ying on it psycho­lo­gi­cally, the more it gets in your way.
And this applies to busi­ness, as well.
Which is why there are so many fai­ling busi­nes­ses with fancy offi­ces.
Which is why there’s so many fai­ling busi­ness­men spen­ding a for­tune on fancy suits and expen­sive yacht club mem­berships.
Again, hiding behind pillars.
Suc­cess­ful peo­ple, artists and non-artists alike, are very good at spot­ting pillars. They’re very good at doing without them. Even more impor­tantly, once they’ve spot­ted a pillar, they’re very good at quickly get­ting rid of it.
Good pillar mana­ge­ment is one of the most valua­ble talents you can have on the pla­net. If you have it, I envy you. If you don’t, I pity you.
Sure, nobody’s per­fect. We all have our pillars. We seem to need them. You are never going to live a pillar-free exis­tence. Neither am I.
All we can do is keep asking the ques­tion, “Is this a pillar” about every aspect of our busi­ness, our craft, our rea­son for being alive etc and go from there. The more we ask, the bet­ter we get at spot­ting pillars, the more quickly the pillars vanish.
Ask. Keep asking. And then ask again. Stop asking and you’re dead.
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11. Don’t try to stand out from the crowd; avoid crowds altogether.

Your plan for get­ting your work out there has to be as ori­gi­nal as the actual work, perhaps even more so. The work has to create a totally new mar­ket. There’s no point trying to do the same thing as 250,000 other young hope­fuls, wai­ting for a miracle. All exis­ting busi­ness models are wrong. Find a new one.

I’ve seen it so many times. Call him Ted. A young kid in the big city, just off the bus, wan­ting to be a famous something: artist, wri­ter, musi­cian, film direc­tor, wha­te­ver. He’s full of fire, full of pas­sion, full of ideas. And you meet Ted again five or ten years later, and he’s still ten­ding bar at the same res­tau­rant. He’s not a kid any­more. But he’s still no clo­ser to his dream.
His voice is still as defiant as ever, cer­tainly, but there’s an emp­ti­ness to his words that wasn’t there before.
Yeah, well, Ted pro­bably chose a very well-trodden path. Write novel, be dis­co­ve­red, publish bes­tse­ller, sell movie rights, retire rich in 5 years. Or wha­te­ver.
No worries that there’s pro­bably 3 million other novelists/actors/musicians/painters etc with the same plan. But of course, Ted’s spe­cial. Of course his for­tune will defy the odds even­tually. Of course. That’s what he keeps telling you, as he refills your glass.
Is your plan of a simi­lar ilk? If it is, then I’d be con­cer­ned.
When I star­ted the busi­ness card car­toons I was lucky; at the time I had a pretty well-paid cor­po­rate job in New York that I liked. The idea of quit­ting it in order to join the ranks of Bohe­mia didn’t even occur to me. What, leave Manhat­tan for Brooklyn? Ha. Not bloody likely. I was just doing it to amuse myself in the eve­nings, to give me something to do at the bar while I wai­ted for my date to show up or wha­te­ver.
There was no com­me­ri­cal incen­tive or lar­ger agenda gover­ning my actions. If I wan­ted to draw on the back of a busi­ness card ins­tead of a “pro­per” medium, I could. If I wan­ted to use a four let­ter word, I could. If I wan­ted to ditch the stan­dard figu­ra­tive for­mat and draw psycho­tic abs­trac­tions ins­tead, I could. There was no flashy media or publishing exe­cu­tive to keep happy. And even bet­ter, there was no artist-lifestyle archetype to con­form to.
It gave me a lot of free­dom. That free­dom paid off in spa­des later.
Ques­tion how much free­dom your path affords you. Be utterly ruth­less about it.
It’s your free­dom that will get you to where you want to go. Blind faith in an over-subscribed, vain­glo­rious myth will only hin­der you.
Is you plan uni­que? Is there nobody else doing it? Then I’d be exci­ted. A little sca­red, maybe, but exci­ted.
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12. If you accept the pain, it can­not hurt you.
The pain of making the neces­sary sac­ri­fi­ces always hurts more than you think it’s going to. I know. It sucks. That being said, doing something seriously crea­tive is one of the most ama­zing expe­rien­ces one can have, in this or any other life­time. If you can pull it off, it’s worth it. Even if you don’t end up pulling it off, you’ll learn many inc­re­di­ble, magi­cal, valua­ble things. It’s NOT doing it when you know you full well you HAD the oppor­tu­nity– that hurts FAR more than any failure.

Frankly, I think you’re bet­ter off doing something on the assump­tion that you will NOT be rewar­ded for it, that it will NOT receive the recog­ni­tion it deser­ves, that it will NOT be worth the time and effort inves­ted in it.
The obvious advan­tage to this angle is, of course, if anything good comes of it, then it’s an added bonus.
The second, more subtle and pro­found advan­tage is: that by scup­pe­ring all hope of worldly and social bet­ter­ment from the crea­tive act, you are finally left with only one ques­tion to ans­wer:
Do you make this damn thing exist or not?
And once you can ans­wer that truth­fully to your­self, the rest is easy.

[To read the remain­der of IGNORE EVERYBODY– 40 chap­ters in all– please go buy the book, Thanks! 

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write like you mean the words

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More thoughts on “How To Be A Copyw­ri­ter”:

5. Write like you mean the words.

“Being crea­tive” is not the har­dest thing in the pro­fes­sion. That’s easy. Being able to write about the client’s pro­duct with con­vic­tion, with pas­sion, with genuine huma­nity is far har­der. Most copyw­ri­ters can’t do it. If you can do it, there’s always going to be a mar­ket for it. Be excited.

Most copyw­ri­ters “can’t do it” for one of three rea­sons:
1. They’re hacks. Hacks can­not write. Not really write. They can futz around, make it look fancy and pro­fes­sio­nal, but they can­not inject it with any reso­nant human spi­rit, for they lost all that them­sel­ves years ago.
2. Their clients are idiots and won’t let them write pro­perly. Any time they try to write like a human being (as oppo­sed to a whipping-boy-for-cash) their client kills what they do and sends him back to his cube for a re-write.
3. Fear. Also com­monly known as “prac­ti­ca­lity”. It’s a com­pe­ti­tive world out there, so to mini­mize risk and avoid con­flict with their pay­mas­ters, they pre-emptively rid their work of any human qua­lity, and replace it with dry, blethe­ring, mea­nin­gless corporate-speak ins­tead. If you do this often enough it starts to feel nor­mal.
I’m kind of hard­core about this. I think if you’re wri­ting mea­nin­gless dri­vel, it’s your fault. You chose to work for this guy, you took his money, you cashed the check. It’s not his pro­blem, it’s your pro­blem. All wri­ters are res­pon­si­ble for their own expe­rience. “The client won’t let me” doesn’t cut it.
The thing to do is only work with peo­ple whose vision and cha­rac­ter exci­tes you. The only way to do that is to have vision and cha­rac­ter yourself.

August 21, 2004

i own the world

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bootstraps

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how to be a copywriter

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So you want a wri­ting job in the adver­ti­sing busi­ness. Here are my two cents:
1. Be good.
If you’re good you can get any job you want, at any agency you want. If you’re not, then you can’t and you won’t. It’s a ruth­lessly meri­toc­ra­tic busi­ness.
2. Get­ting good is mostly prac­tice.
I wrote 12 ads yes­ter­day. All good ones. Took me a cou­ple of hours. I’m not some crea­tive genius, I’ve just been doing it a while.
3. Work on the ideas, not the polishing.
Most books look the same (a “book” is your port­fo­lio of work sam­ples you send around the agen­cies when you’re hust­ling for a job). Yawn. Snore. More yawns and sno­res. Highly pro­fes­sio­nal, highly polished, and full of second-rate ideas. You don’t notice how inef­fec­tive a mar­ke­ting tool they are till there’s a reces­sion on and you REALLY NEED to find a job.
4. Seek out the excep­tio­nal minds, avoid ever­yone else.
Life is short. You don’t want to end up in The Water­coo­ler Gang.
5. Write like you mean the words.
“Being crea­tive” is not the har­dest thing in the pro­fes­sion. That’s easy. Being able to write about the client’s pro­duct with con­vic­tion, with pas­sion, with genuine huma­nity is far har­der. Most copyw­ri­ters can’t do it. If you can do it, there’s always going to be a mar­ket for it. Be exci­ted.
(read more here…)
6. Make the client think dif­fe­rently about his pro­duct.
This is the gold dust of the pro­fes­sion. This is what the client will really value over the long-haul. Hard as hell to do. It took me almost 10 years in the busi­ness before I made my first real inte­llec­tual breakth­rough with Ger­ber Baby Foods. Now it’s pretty much all I do. Everything else is secon­dary.
7. Awards are ove­rra­ted.
They’re fine for allo­wing a young roo­kie to get his or her name known in the busi­ness, but award juries are mostly bia­sed, poli­ti­cal, para­noid, inces­tuous, smug, nasty enti­ties, a refuge for self-satisfied, backwards-looking medioc­rity. Any busi­ness plan that inc­lu­des their appro­val in the equa­tion is highly fla­wed.
8. TV is still where the money is.
If you work in the mains­tream of the busi­ness, your career will be rewar­ded in direct pro­por­tion to the num­ber of TV spots you sell. Yes, there are excep­tions, but they’re rare. This sad little fac­toid has pretty much sea­led the death warrant on the stan­dard agency busi­ness plan, but hey, it’s not my pro­blem.
9. The busi­ness is in melt­down.
Every­body knows the “Job For Life” is dead, cold and buried. Howe­ver, pro­fes­sio­nally you’re still expec­ted to behave like that isn’t the case. There’s a dis­con­nect. It won’t last fore­ver. Smart clients know that agency busi­ness models gene­rally suck and what’s on offer is expen­sive for what you get. We live in inte­res­ting times.
10. Everything you read about the adver­ti­sing busi­ness is wrong (inc­lu­ding this).
How do I know? Because there’s a new game in town. A new crea­ture has come down the pike which will change the busi­ness fore­ver. I don’t speak about it here, I save it for my clients. Rock on.
(For further thoughts about the adver­ti­sing busi­ness check out “The Hugh­train Mani­festo”. Thanks.)

August 20, 2004

the choice of media is irrelevant

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20. The choice of media is irre­le­vant.

Every media’s grea­test strength is also its grea­test weak­ness. Every form of media is a set of fun­de­ma­tal com­pro­mi­ses, one is not “higher” than the other. A pain­ting doesn’t do much, it just sits there on a wall. That’s the best and worst thing thing about it. Film com­bi­nes sound, movent, pho­to­graphy, music, acting. That’s the best and worst thing thing about it. Prose just uses words arran­ged in linear form to get its point across. That’s the best and worst thing thing about it etc.

Back in college I was an English Major. I had no aspi­ra­tions for teaching, wri­ting or aca­deme, it was just a sub­ject I could get con­sis­tently high gra­des in. Plus I liked to read books and write papers, so it wor­ked well enough for me.
Most of my friends were Libe­ral Arts Majors, but there the simi­la­rity ended. We never really went to class together. I dunno, we’d meet up in the eve­nings and wee­kends, but I never really socia­li­zed with peo­ple in my clas­ses that much.
So it was always sur­pri­sing to me to meet the Art Majors: fine arts, film, drama, archi­tec­ture etc. They see­med to live in each other’s poc­kets. They all see­med to work, eat and sleep together. Lots of bon­ding going on. Lots of colla­bo­ra­tion. Lots of inces­tuous­ness. Lots of speeches about the sanc­tity of their craft.
Well, a car­toon only needs one per­son to make it. Same with a piece of wri­ting. No Big Group Hug requi­red. So all this sex-fuelled socia­lism was rather alien to me, even if parts of it see­med very appea­ling.
During my second year at college I star­ted get­ting my car­toons published, and not just the school paper. Sud­denly I found mee­ting girls easy. I was very happy about that, I can assure you, but life carried on pretty much the same.
I sup­pose my friends thought the car­too­ning gigs were neat or wha­te­ver, but it wasn’t really anything that affec­ted our friendship. It was just something I did on the side, the way other peo­ple res­to­red old cars or or kept a dar­kroom for their camera.
My M.O. was and still is to just have a nor­mal life, be a regu­lar sch­moe, with a terri­fic hobby on the side. It’s not exactly roc­ket science.
This atti­tude see­med kinda alien to the Art Majors I met. Their cho­sen art form see­med more like a reli­gion to them. It was serious. It was impor­tant. It was a big part of their iden­tity, and it almost see­med to them that humanity’s very exis­tence totally depen­ded on them being able to pur­sue their dream as a hand­so­mely rewar­ded pro­fes­sion etc.
Don’t get me wrong, I knew some Art Majors who were abso­lu­tely bri­lliant. One or two of them are famous now. And I can see if you’ve got a spe­cial talent, how the need to seriously pur­sue it beco­mes impor­tant.
But loo­king back, I also see a lot of screwy kids who married them­sel­ves to their medium of choice for the wrong rea­sons. Not because they had anything par­ti­cu­larly uni­que of visio­nary to say, but because it was cool. Because it was sexy. Because it was hip. Because it gave them something to talk about at par­ties. Because it was easier than thin­king about get­ting a real job after gra­dua­tion.
I’m in two minds about this. One part of me thinks it’s good for kids to mess around with insa­nely high ambi­tions, and maybe one or two of them will make it, maybe one or two will sur­vive the cull. That’s what’s being young is all about, and I think it’s won­der­ful.
The other side of me wants to tell these kids to beware of choo­sing dif­fi­cult art forms for the wrong rea­sons. You can wing it while you’re young, but it’s not till your youth is over that The Devil starts see­king out his due. And that’s never pretty. I’ve seen it hap­pen more than once to some very dear, sweet peo­ple, and it’s really heart­brea­king to watch.

blogging about blogging

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Every now and then the urge to write something about blog­ging hits me.
It’s the future, it’s the revo­lu­tion, it’s the citizen’s media, it’s The Clue­train, it’s The Hugh­train, it’s The Cat’s Pyja­mas etc.
Usually by the third sen­tence I am so utterly bored of thin­king about the sub­ject mat­ter, I quit and get back to work.

August 19, 2004

brooklyn

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cool hunted to extinction

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“Nike. Cool hun­ted to extinc­tion.”
I just wrote that phrase. No idea what it means.
Actually, that’s not enti­rely true, but… Eh. I’m still che­wing on it etc. Any­body who does know what it means feel free to leave a com­ment.
These days Apple is the ulti­mate cool hunter’s wet dream. Remem­ber when Nike had the same cachet? What the hell hap­pe­ned?
The trou­ble is, every other cool hun­ter and his mother is watching the Apple brand with the eyes of a hawk.
Steve Jobs can’t even go to the bath­room without every mem­ber of every “cute-sounding-supposedly-cutting-edge divi­sion of large, dino­saur agency” pee­king over the stalls.

August 18, 2004

sing in your own voice

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19. Sing in your own voice.

Pic­casso was a terri­ble colo­rist. Tur­ner couldn’t paint human beings worth a damn. Saul Steinberg’s for­mal draf­ting skills were appa­lling. TS Eliot had a full-time day job. Henry Miller was a wildly une­ven wri­ter. Bob Dylan can’t sing or play guitar.

But that didn’t stop them, right?
So I guess the next ques­tion is, “Why not?”
I have no idea. Why should it?

a reader writes…

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A regu­lar rea­der just sent me the follo­wing e-mail:

i star­ted to leave this as a com­ment but then deci­ded to do by email ins­tead. there’s a shift in tone in your list (not a shift for those who’ve been rea­ding gaping­void for a while like me, but a shift for the new­bies) that a few peo­ple are pic­king up on, and i won­der if it threa­tens to unra­vel the ‘how to be crea­tive’ list. from ‘ever­yone was born with cra­yons’ and ‘get­ting more out of the job you already have’ to ‘lose the losers and get out and hunt wooly mam­moth’. what made the for­mer so popu­lar among the blo­gosphere is under­mi­ned by the lat­ter, i think. we can’t all hunt wooly mam­moth. someone’s gotta do some gathe­ring. and gathe­ring is not incom­pa­ti­ble with being crea­tive. just my two cents.

Well, fair enough. Though I do think being crea­tive isn’t just about ope­ning up your metapho­ri­cal box of cra­yons… there’s some exter­nal com­po­nents to con­si­der, not just free­ba­sing the inner reces­ses of one’s psyche. Thoughts?

August 17, 2004

avoid the watercooler gang

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18. Avoid the Water­coo­ler Gang.
They

August 16, 2004

noah’s flood

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business is change

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August 15, 2004

merit can be bought. passion can’t.

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17. Merit can be bought. Pas­sion can’t. 

The only peo­ple who can change the world are peo­ple who want to. And not every­body does.

Human beings have this thing I call the “Pis­sed Off Gene”. It’s that bit of our psyche that makes us utterly dis­sa­tis­fied with our lot, no mat­ter how kindly for­tune smi­les upon us.
It’s there for a rea­son. Back in our early cave­man days being pis­sed off made us more likely to get off our butt, get out of the cave and into the tun­dra hun­ting wooly mam­moth, so we’d have something to eat for sup­per. It’s a sur­vi­val mecha­nism. Damn use­ful then, damn use­ful now.
It’s this same Pis­sed Off Gene that makes us want to create anything in the first place– dra­wings, vio­lin sona­tas, meat pac­king com­pa­nies, web­si­tes. This same gene drove us to dis­co­ver how to make a fire, the wheel, the bow and arrow, indoor plum­bing, the per­so­nal com­pu­ter, the list is end­less.
Part of unders­tan­ding the crea­tive urge is unders­tan­ding that it’s pri­mal. Wan­ting to change the world is not a noble calling, it’s a pri­mal calling.
We think we’re “pro­vi­ding a supe­rior inte­gra­ted logis­tic sys­tem” or “hel­ping Ame­rica to really taste fresh­ness”. In fact we’re just pis­sed off and want to get the hell out of the cave and kill the woolly mam­moth.
Your busi­ness either lets you go hunt the woolly mam­moth or it doesn’t. Of course, like so many white-collar jobs these days, you might very well be offe­red a ton of money to sit in the corner-office cave and pre­tend that you’re hun­ting. That is sad. What’s even sad­der is if you agree to take the money.

venn diagram 6

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commodity

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I drew this one on the train to work the other day. “Com­mo­di­fi­ca­tion” is a sub­ject that inte­rests me. Why it hap­pens, how it hap­pens etc.
I do know it’s hap­pe­ning to a LOT of people’s careers, far too quickly for their liking. And a lot of peo­ple don’t know what the hell to do about it. They just assu­med that once they got to a cer­tain rung in the lad­der they’d be able to coast for the rest of their lives. Appa­rently not.

the world is changing

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16. The world is changing. 

Some peo­ple are hip to it, others are not. If you want to be able to afford gro­ce­ries in 5 years, I’d recom­mend lis­te­ning clo­sely to the for­mer and avoi­ding the lat­ter. Just my two cents.

Your job is pro­bably worth 50% what it was in real terms 10 years ago. And who knows? It may very well not exist in 5 – 10 years.
We all saw the tra­di­tio­nal biz model in my industry, adver­ti­sing, start going down the tubes 10 years or so ago. Our first reac­tion was “work har­der”.
It didn’t work. Peo­ple got shaf­ted in their thou­sands. It’s a cold world out there.
We thought being talen­ted would save our asses. We thought wor­king late and wee­kends would save our asses. Nope.
We thought the inter­net and all that Next Big Thing, new media and new tech­no­logy stuff would save our asses. We thought it would fill in the holes in our ever more inte­llec­tually ban­krupt solu­tions we were offe­ring our clients. Nope.
Wha­te­ver. Regard­less of how the world chan­ges, regard­less of what new tech­no­lo­gies, busi­ness models and social archi­tec­tu­res are coming down the pike, the one thing “The New Rea­li­ties” can­not take away from you is trust.
The peo­ple you trust and vice versa, this is what will feed you and pay for your kids’ college. Nothing else.
This is true if you’re an artist, wri­ter, doc­tor, techie, law­yer, ban­ker, or bar­ten­der.
i.e. Stop worr­ying about tech­no­logy. Start worr­ying about peo­ple who trust you.
In order to navi­gate The New Rea­li­ties you have to be crea­tive– not just within your par­ti­cu­lar pro­fes­sion, but in EVERYTHING. Your way of loo­king at the world will need to become ever more fer­tile and ori­gi­nal. And this isn’t just true for artists, wri­ters, techies, Crea­tive Direc­tors and CEOs; this is true for EVERYBODY. Jani­tors, recep­tio­nists and bus dri­vers, too. The game has just been ratche­ted up a notch.
The old ways are dead. And you need peo­ple around you who con­cur.
That means han­ging out more with the crea­tive peo­ple, the freaks, the real visio­na­ries, than you’re already doing. Thin­king more about what their needs are, and res­pon­ding accor­dingly. It doesn’t mat­ter what industry we’re tal­king about– archi­tec­ture, adver­ti­sing, petroche­mi­cals– they’re around, they’re easy enough to find if you make the effort, if you’ve got something worthwhile to offer in return. Avoid the dullards; avoid the folk who play it safe. They can’t help you any more. Their sta­bi­lity model no lon­ger offers that much sta­bi­lity. They are extinct, they are extinction.

hot pimp action

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(HOT PIMP ACTION: Regu­lar rea­ders of gaping­void are asked to help sup­port the site by buying the occa­sio­nal box of blog­cards. Thanks)
Here I go, pim­ping blog­cards again. I have no shame. I just got myself a new box of 500 (this design).
Blog­cards totally rock. Those who disa­gree are idiots.
And in other news…
I’m still wor­king on “How To Be Crea­tive”, still having fun with it. The trick is kee­ping it inte­res­ting and use­ful without, as a rea­der kindly poin­ted out, tur­ning it into a 12-Step touchy-feely mons­tro­sity. You know, like those lilac-colored books with Prozac-friendly tit­les and pic­tu­res of rain­bows on the cover that you see in the books­to­res.
Don’t worry. I’ve got a plan. Heh.
Work has been really busy. My com­pany just won a big new client last week, thanks partly to the work I’ve been doing (read “The Hugh­train Mani­festo” to get an idea). It was a good team effort.
Bet­ween work, dra­wing car­toons, my 90 minute com­mute each way and wri­ting “How To Be Crea­tive” I’ve not had much time for rea­ding other people’s blogs. Ergo I don’t have a lot of new links to show you guys. Ouch. Blogs are meant to be a two-way thing. Blogs are about “The Con­ver­sa­tion”. So I feel like I’ve been negli­gent.
Still, as I often tell peo­ple, ins­tead spen­ding all your free time traw­ling for inte­res­ting links, it’s really far easier to just find some­body who’s much bet­ter at it than you, and refer your rea­ders to him/her. Some­body like Jeff Jar­vis or Jason Kottke.
I’m rea­ding a lot of ven­ture capi­ta­list blogs these days. I have no need for ven­ture money myself, but I gene­rally find their world view very inte­res­ting– very dif­fe­rent to the ones I nor­mally come across in the adver­ti­sing and mar­ke­ting world. They’re in the busi­ness of gues­sing “what comes next”, and making money from it. Not an easy game to play. You have to be very, very smart and have a diamond-hard sense of inte­llec­tual honesty to do it. So it’s all very sti­mu­la­ting stuff. Brad Feld and Tim Oren are both great ones. I’m also a big fan of Fred Wil­son– he can take the big ideas and make them sound really sim­ple and down-to-earth. His abi­lity to demys­tify VC and make it all sound pretty common-sense stuff is phe­no­mi­nal.
The one I’ve been clic­king with a lot recently is Jerry Colonna. He was a VC, he isn’t any more, but he’s a terri­fic wri­ter. He’s got this won­der­ful abi­lity to be totally lucid, totally infor­med and totally heart­felt at the same time. He knows a lot, he thinks a lot, he feels a lot. It’s a terri­fic combo.
And hardly a day goes by without me chec­king up on Loic Lemeur and Joi Ito, two VCs/entrepreneurs who are hea­vily invol­ved with blog­ging and blog­ging soft­ware. If you want to know where that world is going, you can­not, repeat can­not afford not to lis­ten to what they’re saying.

August 14, 2004

where to draw the red line

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15. The most impor­tant thing a crea­tive per­son can learn pro­fes­sio­nally is where to draw the red line that sepa­ra­tes what you are willing to do, and what you are not.

Art suf­fers the moment other peo­ple start paying for it. The more you need the money, the more peo­ple will tell you what to do. The less con­trol you will have. The more bullshit you will have to swa­llow. The less joy it will bring. Know this and plan accordingly.

Recently I heard Chris Ware, currently one of the top 2 or 3 most cri­ti­cally acc­lai­med car­too­nists on the pla­net, desc­ribe his pro­fes­sion as 

dying young is overrated

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14. Dying young is overrated.

I’ve seen so many young peo­ple take the “Gotta do the drugs & booze thing to make me a bet­ter artist” route over the years. A choice that wasn’t smart, ori­gi­nal, effec­tive, healthy, or ended happily.

It’s a fami­liar story: a kid reads about Char­lie Par­ker or Jimi Hen­drix or Char­les Bukowski and somehow deci­des that their tra­gic exam­ple somehow gives him per­mis­sion and/or abso­lu­tion to spend the next decade or two drow­ning in his own metapho­ri­cal vomit.
Of course, the older you get, the more casual­ties of this foo­lish­ness you meet. The more time has had to ravage their lives. The more pathe­tic they seem. And the less remar­ka­ble work they seem to have to show for it, for all their “ama­zing expe­rien­ces” and “spe­cial insights”.
The smar­ter and more talen­ted the artist is, the less likely he will choose this route. Sure, he might screw around a wee bit while he’s young and stu­pid, but he will move on quic­ker than most.
But the kid thinks it’s all about talent; he thinks it’s all about ‘poten­tial’. He unde­res­ti­ma­tes how much time, dis­ci­pline and sta­mina also play their part. Sure, there are excep­tions. But that is why we like their sto­ries when we’re young. Because they are excep­tio­nal sto­ries. And every kid with a gui­tar or a pen or a paint­brush or an idea for a new busi­ness wants to be excep­tio­nal. Every kid unde­res­ti­ma­tes his com­pe­ti­tion, and ove­res­ti­ma­tes his chan­ces. Every kid is a suc­ker for the idea that there’s a way to make it without having to do the actual hard work.
So the bars of West Holly­wood and New York are awash with peo­ple thro­wing their lives away in the des­pe­rate hope of fin­ding a short­cut, any short­cut. And a lot of them aren’t even young any­more; their B-plans having been washed away by Vodka & Tonics years ago.
Meanwhile their com­pe­ti­tion is at home, wor­king their asses off.

August 12, 2004

justify events

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napping

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(Another early one. Pen­cil on busi­ness card. Lami­na­ted. New York, 1998)

reverse-engineered

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August 11, 2004

the chimneypiece

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13. Never com­pare your inside with some­body else’s outside.

The more you prac­tice your craft, the less you con­fuse worldly rewards with spi­ri­tual rewards, and vice versa. Even if your path never makes any money or furthers your career, that’s still worth a TON.

When I was 16 or 17 in Edin­burgh I vaguely knew this guy who owned a shop called “Cin­ders”, on St. Stephen’s Street. It spe­cia­li­zed in res­to­ring anti­que fire­pla­ces.
Cin­ders’ modus ope­randi was very sim­ple. Buy ori­gi­nal Geor­gian and Vic­to­rian chim­ney­pie­ces from old, dila­pi­da­ted hou­ses for 10 cents on the dollar, give them a loving but expe­dient makeo­ver in the workshop, sell them at vast pro­fit to yup­pies.
Back then I was insa­tiably curious about how peo­ple made a living (I still am). So one-day, while sit­ting on his stoop I chat­ted with the fire­place guy about it.
He told me about the finer points of his trade– the hun­ting through old hou­ses, the crafts­manship, the cus­to­mer rela­tions, and of course the pro­fit.
The fellow see­med quite proud of his job. From how he desc­ri­bed it he see­med to like his trade and be making a decent living. Scot­land was going through a bit of a reces­sion at the time; unem­ploy­ment was high, money was tight; I guess for an ageing hip­pie things could’ve been a lot worse.
Very few kids ever said, “Gosh, when I grow up I’m going to be a fire­place guy!” It’s not the most obvious trade in the world. I asked him about how he fell into it.
“I used to be an anti­ques dea­ler,” he said. “Peo­ple who spend a lot of money on anti­ques also seem to spend a lot of money res­to­ring their hou­ses. So I sort of got the whiff of oppor­tu­nity just by tal­king to peo­ple in my anti­ques shop. Also, there are too many anti­que dea­lers in Edin­burgh crow­ding the mar­ket, so I was loo­king for an easier way to make a living.”
Like the best jobs in the world, it just kin­da­sorta hap­pe­ned.
“Well, some of the fire­pla­ces are real beau­ties,” I said. “It must be hard par­ting with them.”
“No it isn’t,” he said (and this is the part I remem­ber most). “I mean, I like them, but because they take up so much room– they’re so big and bulky– I’m relie­ved to be rid of them once they’re sold. I just want them out of the shop ASAP and the cash in my poc­ket. Selling them is easy for me. Unlike anti­ques. I always loved anti­ques, so I was always falling in love with the inven­tory, I always wan­ted to hang on to my best stuff. I’d always sub­cons­ciously price them too high in order to keep them from lea­ving the shop.”
Being young and idea­lis­tic, I told him I thought that was quite sad. Why choose to sell a “mere pro­duct” (i.e. chim­ney­pie­ces) when ins­tead you could make your living selling something you really care about (i.e. anit­ques)? Surely the lat­ter would be a pre­fe­ra­ble way to work?
“The first rule of busi­ness,” he said, chuc­kling at my na

August 10, 2004

girltalk

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(Car­toon dedi­ca­ted to Laren)

August 9, 2004

if you accept the pain, it cannot hurt you

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12. If you accept the pain, it can­not hurt you.


The pain of making the neces­sary sac­ri­fi­ces always hurts more than you think it’s going to. I know. It sucks. That being said, doing something seriously crea­tive is one of the most ama­zing expe­rien­ces one can have, in this or any other life­time. If you can pull it off, it’s worth it. Even if you don’t end up pulling it off, you’ll learn many inc­re­di­ble, magi­cal, valua­ble things. It’s NOT doing it when you know you full well you HAD the oppor­tu­nity– that hurts FAR more than any failure.

Frankly, I think you’re bet­ter off doing something on the assump­tion that you will NOT be rewar­ded for it, that it will NOT receive the recog­ni­tion it deser­ves, that it will NOT be worth the time and effort inves­ted in it.
The obvious advan­tage to this angle is, of course, if anything good comes of it, then it’s an added bonus.
The second, more subtle and pro­found advan­tage is: that by scup­pe­ring all hope of worldly and social bet­ter­ment from the crea­tive act, you are finally left with only one ques­tion to ans­wer:
Do you make this damn thing exist or not?
And once you can ans­wer that truth­fully to your­self, the rest is easy.

August 7, 2004

the idea doesn’t have to be big. it just has to change the world.

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2. The idea doesn’t have to be big. It just has to change the world.

The two are not the same thing.

We all spend a lot of time being impres­sed by folk we’ve never met. Some­body fea­tu­red in the media who’s got a big com­pany, a big pro­duct, a big movie, a big bes­tse­ller. Wha­te­ver.
And we spend even more time trying unsuc­cess­fully to keep up with them. Trying to start up our own com­pa­nies, our own pro­ducts, our own film pro­jects, books and what­not.
I’m as guilty as anyone. I tried lots of dif­fe­rent things over the years, trying des­pe­ra­tely to pry my career out of the jaws of medioc­rity. Some to do with busi­ness, some to do with art etc.
One eve­ning, after one false start too many, I just gave up. Sit­ting at a bar, fee­ling a bit bur­ned out by work and life in gene­ral, I just star­ted dra­wing on the back of busi­ness cards for no rea­son. I didn’t really need a rea­son. I just did it because it was there, because it amu­sed me in a kind of ran­dom, arbi­trary way.
Of course it was stu­pid. Of course it was uncom­mer­cial. Of course it wasn’t going to go anywhere. Of course it was a com­plete and utter waste of time. But in retros­pect, it was this built-in futi­lity that gave it its edge. Because it was the exact oppo­site of all the “Big Plans” my peers and I were used to making. It was so libe­ra­ting not to have to be thin­king about all that, for a change.
It was so libe­ra­ting to be doing something that didn’t have to impress any­body, for a change.
It was so libe­ra­ting to have something that belon­ged just to me and no one else, for a change.
It was so libe­ra­ting to feel com­plete sove­reignty, for a change. To feel com­plete free­dom, for a change.
And of course, it was then, and only then, that the outside world star­ted paying atten­tion.
The sove­reignty you have over your work will ins­pire far more peo­ple than the actual con­tent ever will. How your own sove­reignty ins­pi­res other peo­ple to find their own sove­reignty, their own sense of free­dom and pos­si­bi­lity, will change the world far more than the the work’s objec­tive merits ever will.
Your idea doesn’t have to be big. It just has to be yours alone. The more the idea is yours alone, the more free­dom you have to do something really ama­zing.
The more ama­zing, the more peo­ple will click with your idea. The more peo­ple click with your idea, the more it will change the world.
That’s what dood­ling on busi­ness cards taught me.

August 5, 2004

you are responsible for your own experience

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5. You are res­pon­si­ble for your own experience.

Nobody can tell you if what you’re doing is good, mea­ning­ful or worthwhile. The more com­pe­lling the path, the more lonely it is.

Every crea­tive per­son is loo­king for “The Big Idea”. You know, the one that is going to cata­pult them out from the murky depths of obs­cu­rity and on to the highest pla­nes of incan­des­cent ludi­city.
The one that’s all love-at-first-sight with the Zeit­geist.
The one that’s going to get them invi­ted to all the right par­ties, metapho­ri­cal or other­wise.
So natu­rally you ask your­self, if and when you finally come up with The Big Idea, after years of toil, strug­gle and doubt, how do you know whether or not it is “The One”?
Ans­wer: You don’t.
There’s no glo­rious swe­lling of exis­ten­tial triumph.
That’s not what hap­pens.
All you get is this rather kvetchy voice inside you that seems to say, “This is totally stupid.This is utterly moro­nic. This is a com­plete waste of time. I’m going to do it any­way.”
And you go do it any­way.
Second-rate ideas like glo­rious swe­llings far more. Keeps them alive longer.

August 4, 2004

nobody suddenly discovers anything

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4. If your biz plan depends on you sud­denly being “dis­co­ve­red” by some big shot, your plan will pro­bably fail.

Nobody sud­denly dis­co­vers anything. Things are made slowly and in pain.

I was offe­red a quite subs­tan­tial publishing deal a year or two ago. Tur­ned it down. The com­pany sent me a con­tract. I loo­ked it over. Hmmmm…
Called the com­pany back. Asked for some cla­ri­fi­ca­tions on some points in the con­tract. Never heard back from them. The deal died.
This was a very res­pec­ted com­pany. You may have even heard of it.
They just assu­med I must be just like all the other peo­ple they repre­sent– hungry and des­pe­rate and willing to sign anything.
They wan­ted to own me, regard­less of how good a job they did.
That’s the thing about some big publishers. They want 110% from you, but they don’t offer to do like­wise in return. To them, the artist is just one more noodle in a big bowl of pasta.
Their busi­ness model is to basi­cally throw the pasta against the wall, and see which one sticks. The ones that fall to the floor are just for­got­ten.
Publishers are just midd­le­men. That’s all. If artists could remem­ber that more often, they’d save them­sel­ves a lot of aggre­va­tion.
Any­way, yeah, I can see gaping­void being a ‘pro­duct’ one day. Books, T-shirts and what­not. I think it could make a lot of money, if hand­led correctly. But I’m not afraid to walk away if I think the per­son offe­ring it is full of hot air. I’ve already got my groove etc. Not to men­tion another career that’s doing quite well, thank you.
I think “gaping­void as pro­duct line” idea is pretty ine­vi­ta­ble, down the road. Watch this space.