Every single day I sit down to write. And every single day I tell myself I am writing. The truth is, I rarely write. I write notes. I write ideas. But I don’t write full sentences, paragraphs, chapters, stories. Every day I study. I watch videos. I read blogs. I research plotting charts and how to develop characters. I learn. I am a student of writing and therefore I write notes. And every day I ask myself: When will I…
As I speak to more and more people from all age groups, there is a mounting desire to be self-employed and a growing frustration in corporate drudgery. In great numbers people are cultivating creativity and trying to go it alone. The problem is that we have been taught from very young ages which jobs matter and which ones don’t; which jobs make money and which will lead to a life of suffering. At the top of the suffering jobs list…
Animals. Ah. Let’s involve our pets, find fake bugs, or photograph animals in the wild. Please, no using animals against their will. Otherwise, enjoy! This challenge should be just that – a challenge. I have two cats. I know how hard it is to get them to obey! For this week’s challenge, push yourself to see how you can incorporate an animal – living or fake – into your work! I’ll pull some of the art that I see this…
Weekly challenges have begun! This is our chance for 3 wonderful things: To connect to our greatest creativity by giving ourselves parameters to work within. It might sound weird, but we are often able to thrive the most when we are given confines. To think in a totally new way. Did you know that if you can force your brain out of it’s comfort zone on a daily basis, you will be more likely to make bolder, more empowered decisions?…
Sometimes, particularly when I give lectures, I watch as a bewildered crowd looks at me with horror. Inevitably someone says, “your poor models!” and heads nod in agreement. You see, I put my friends through some rigorous photo shoots – nothing I wouldn’t put myself through, mind you – but nonetheless uncomfortable. The way people react to realizing I’ve covered my friend in, say, wax, is almost always disgust…as if I did it without their consent, somehow. It almost makes…