“I think that sometimes love gets in the way of itself – you know, love interrupts itself. We want things so much that we sabotage them.”
You can let some things bleed completely dry. There used to be. . .There always used to be this excitement like what would it be like to create something, love what I’m doing and get paid for it. If I could just do that, what would that be like?
I don’t have those inspirations like that so much anymore.
Almost 10 years later of working in the same box, one part of my brain says I’m tired of coming up with things within the confinement of this box but I force myself to do it because I know something good can come out of it. . .If I really work inside of it. Inspiration and work ethic – they really ride right next to each other, although sometimes not completely in sync, I’ll admit. Sometimes you’re not inspired to create something you have to create. Sometimes it’s just work and you just do it cause you’re supposed to. . .Maybe by the time you finish you say “That looks good” or “that’s pretty good” and that’s it and you just move on. That’s it. Not every day of your life you’re going to wake up and the clouds will part and the rays of heaven are going to come down and you’re going to create something spectacular. Sometimes you just have to get in there and force yourself to work and maybe something good will come out of it. That was one of the things. . .Whether I like it or not I’m going to try and force myself into it. Force myself to do something creative. Deadlines and things like that make you creative. Opportunity and telling yourself things like “you’ve got all the time in the world, you got all the colours on the pallet and anything you want!” — That shit right there just kills creativity.
When you go out and everything’s all pre-planned and everyone sets everything up for you and the table’s all set and nice and perfect. . .Nothing’s going to happen, at least not for me. You’re gonna go out and do this boring shit. Constrict yourself to force yourself to create.