This, again, is an experiment. As the measurement morphs to management, then circles for more measurement, we are presented any number of options. I find it fascinating that we can chose endless ways to use this hard data to justify, validate, prove, motivate and inspire.
That is the easy part.
Yes, all the stimuli we absorb on a daily basis needs a filter of sorts. To form some sense about the plethora of random input that bombards us relentlessly. Otherwise it's an overload, fuses melt and we scramble for the cover of the safe and seemingly secure.
In My Room..
But, the cultural creative insists (rather dramatically at times) that we take this effervescent farrago of quanta and reassemble into something we can use as art. All the data and emotion from these experiments can be oil for our canvass. And we get to pick the hues and gradients. The dominates and the supporting. All we see, have seen, heard, have heard, felt, have felt, read, and have read sits on the pallet. This moment is your brush. Take all of that and rework it into something we can use.
The challenge is to keep trying. Keep the experiment going. Make art (in any form) often enough to dance in a natural progression. Enjoy the process, savor every espresso. Use more magenta. But that's not the right choice either, sometimes.The beauty is the complexity.
Who said that if we can't explain it simply, we don't understand it well enough?
Brian Wilson?
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