The creative process can be like taking a massive crap. You eat information and emotional intention, the fiber of your being. Sometimes this happens over months or even years (in my case years). You process it all diligently. Creating a palatable form, observing reasonable parameters, you choose color, cadence, words and images. Time passes. Sometimes quickly, mostly not. And then, often when you least expect it, you get this uncomfortable albeit familiar feeling, an undeniable need to evacuate all of it, out of yourself and into the public domain. Hoping like hell, it looks more like what you intended than a pile of actual shit.
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3 comments:
That is a really interesting analogy for something that is so attractive. :-) I like it. lol.
Hee hee. My design instructor used to say that a design without a concept behind it was just a "polished turd". This fits right in with that. hee hee
If design is a language, then thy breath could become foul. But pray tell, what then becomes the mouthwash for said odoriferous creations?
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