“I LOVE MY LIFE” (originally written in October 2001)
A party doubling as a work day
A copper dinner table and sexy trance
Fondue, lamb, shrimp from the bay
A conversation with a guy in red pants
A flat-chested woman
An interior decorator
(she designed this house)
Deft and bright and cheerful
A connector and a facilitator
So savvy, so content. She could be
Perceived as a witch with a b.
A man in the corner
Holding court among the masses
Giving and getting attention
A gift of gab.
Youthful angst?
Youthful exuberance.
So much good music
I win again.
Outside the box thinkers
Not chained by the mentality of the bottom feeder.
Creativity has no time clock
The only way I know what time it is
Is that the sun is coming up
It was all very smashing
And I thought of you often
You could have laughed all night
The banter, the energy, the moonlight chill
Seeing beyond. Tapping the well.
April 27, 2008 at 9:17 am
I wrote this six plus yrs ago. I was looking for a DP on a music video I was producing and I wandered in a house owned by a movie studio exec. New, interesting people and new, interesting creative energy. I didn’t plan the moment, but it became a paradigm shift in my journey.
As I think back six years ago: the people I’ve met that have helped and hurt. the bloodletting, the little joys, a long arduous and at times, self-mutilating creative cocoon. The path of discovering my voice, managing it for human consumption and finally accepting it and constricting the inner circle. The “art in what you do” is paramount.
From time to time, I read this piece, and every single time, it resonates stronger and stronger. And resonating so much so at this very moment. For all you artists out there who have shared with me your personal journey, I’d like to share a piece of mine. I hope it resonates with you and that we feed off each other’s energy.