I think the creative process is more difficult now than it had been years ago, more because of the environment we’re currently living in. It’s filled with so much “STUFF”, everything of everyone and everywhere in this big, expansive otherworld of the internet. Here is a culture of activism, arguments, sharing, liking and spreading, dog pictures, baby videos, cat videos, cat sites, all those bands, all those films, art, news, material, junk, tech stuff, everything of the everything-ness of life that so much of everyone is hooked on at any time of the day.
It’s incredibly symptomatic of society today that this everything-ness breeds a whole lot of soulless static. So we almost have to be so extra sensitive to the things that we do like in order to draw from it and use it as material for our art. Whether it’s writing or film, art pieces, power has now been brought into the hands of the people. A democratization where we can now all, each and every one of us be called “creators”, where the freedom to create meets mass dissemination. The result is, we end up with a whole load of material to sift through- not all good, not all bad, many exceptional, and many of it involves spending many hours watching peers attempt some really amazing or mediocre things while you wonder how to be polite and honest at the same time. So that’s why our artists’ ears, and eyes, and all our senses need to be extra pricked up to find the things that we truly love in order to produce anything of significance, significant at least, to yourself and the people that would come to appreciate it.
I find myself having to become much more selective, much more critical to pick the things that stand out amidst the “must share” and “worthy reads” of our generation. Even in the knowledge and information worth “knowing”, but I found something that that gave me some direction to go on with this ‘problem’, it was somewhere along the lines of Murukami’s novel, Norwegian Wood.
In it the protagonist was speaking with another character in about their society, which aptly described our current environment. It’s paraphrased into something like this: Everyone’s reading the same books, we’re all so afraid of not knowing what everyone else is knowing, so we make sure we all read it, the Karl Marx or what have you, so we could talk about it in conversation and be regarded as “knowledgable” and be met with approving nods, or to be accepted in their “club”, the cost of this is that it just makes everybody all the same. They’re boring. If we are all reading the same books, we’re all thinking the same, like everybody else.
So maybe a good direction to go on, is to read, experience and do different things, not for the sake to be some hipster/indie ideal, being different for the sake of being different or for the sake of my identity, but its to develop a fresh perspective with a new curiosity. This curiosity is the bread and butter of life, in making science AND arts.
Because I don’t like where the world is going, commenting and saying stupid things for the sake of having an opinion, or having to take pictures of ourselves doing stupid things because YOLO, or whatever, I think these ideas in Murukami might be a useful idea to come up with better things to do with our time, for art and for ourselves.