There are only so many times before you type the first sentence
of a word document and delete it before you give up, get a beer and play video
games. For the past three months I have probably planned more blogs, scripts
and videos than my entire artistic career.
I’ve taken an unintended break from making music, videos and
art. (We can rebuild him.)
I had come to the
realisation that if no one is reading the blogs then there is no point posting
them up. I may as rotate them through my internal monologue. (We have the
technology.)
There’s a self-deprecating
cycle that as a freelance artist with a part time job, you can technically make
more money by just going to work. (We can make him better than he was.)
If I quit my job
I could make more art and make more money. (Better)
If I quit my art
I could make more money. If I spend more time worrying about my time management
then I will have less time to work. Sometimes it’s easier to spend the day
writing out a to do list and then think, that’s all planned now, I can go get a
beer.
If I quit
complaining I could drink more beer. (Stronger)
Before I knew it
I had not created anything in almost three months and when someone asked me how
“All that acting stuff is going” the words, I Have Quit almost came out of my
mouth. (Faster)
Actually my last
blog post was in 2012. That can’t be right can it? So I thought it was time to
put pen to paper, technically fingers to keys, and see what came out. Once
again I found myself deleting the text faster than I was producing it. So I
decided to sit and write. And make. And draw. And produce. And just lay it out
on the internet for you to find.
I can’t quit my
job. I’m a professional procrastinator.
It’s time to shit
or get off the pot.