Sunday, August 12, 2012

I really want rainstorms. And September, to be reminded that I'll be 24, and on the verge of some big things. It'll take some work, but I want to have written two books before I'm 30. I have the ideas, one fiction, the other, doctrinal, but it'll take some serious development before I make headway on it.

I really want brainstorms. And autumn is a time where I find myself taking different creative approaches to various mediums and projects. I'll be reminded that I'm going to be 24, and having not accomplished the things I thought I should have at this point.

Paper is pure, and limitless. It's the opportunity to sketch and write and smudge and blend and get things out in their rawest form. Writing diagrams with thick black marker. Drawing crude sketches with compositions, thumbnails, ideas, bad ideas, thin red ink. The time to get messy, frustrated, distraught, annoyed, and that one sparkling moment of genius.

I'm going to buy several sketchbooks, and just have at it. Get back to the roots, the basics. Music will be brighter, and more intentional. And in all of it, it will very much be centered around Scripture.


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