creativity [Theme] Page 56

- Well, what is it? What is this folk art?
- Oh, you mediocrity! Indian national people's hut. "Figs-You" is called!
- Survived! We can say, found in the garbage, washed, cleaned from the cleaning, and he told us there figvamy draws...

The time spent in search of inspiration - prelude masterpiece.

The author, working on his manuscript, - chiefly critic, for sifting, combining, constructing, deleting, correcting, testing - all the hard work to a greater extent the lot of the critic than the artist.

If you want to do (God help you if you want, God will help you, if you dare), try to avoid the perennial mistakes: do not stay on the surface. Go in depth and take their rightful reward. Do it as much as it pains you may be.

Loneliness creates original, daring, frighteningly beautiful poetry.

The arguments that are deceased in the Lord,
Arch from the lips of origami.
And more inclined to prose
The brain is trained to think in poems.

And why is this song some kind of motive?
Anyone, even don't need a motive...

And now you may sing the transitions
From one to the other very different to others.

And if to live, to live, and if you sing it live and sing!

Nothing original there. Steal everything that inspires you or gives food to the imagination. Grab old movies, new movies, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, road signs, trees, clouds, water, light and shadow. For robbery it's straight touches your soul. If you do so, your work (and theft) will be authentic.
Authenticity is not valuable; original does not exist. You don't even need to worry to conceal the theft - celebrate it if you gave. In any case, remember what he said to Jean-Luc Godard: "it doesn't matter where you take, it is important - where."

Never over my job, never cried so many people. And no shit no one was crying.

Creativity - the transition from nonexistence to existence through an act of freedom.

I always felt that way, and this could not bother me. I could not understand why I do not want to communicate with their peers and classmates. Many years later I realized why: I could not agree with them, primarily because they are indifferent to creativity.

Most of my texts are woven from continuous contradictions. I'll write a few sincere lines, and then begin to fool around and taunt them.