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12 November 2009 @ 09:14 am
rain train brain  
Well, the rain isn't all bad. Inspiration came to me on the subway last night and I found myself scribbling out a scene both on the train and when I got home. After such a long spell of inactivity, it felt really good and I'm still pretty jazzed about it today. I'd forgotten how often that would happen when I was riding the subway. A big chunk of my notebooks were scribbled in those subterranean tunnels. Sadly, that kind of spontaneous creativity hasn't really happened since I've started riding my bike. Maybe the idea-generating part of my brain is being co-opted to help me navigate through city traffic. It would be sad to think that I have to choose between writing and cycling.

Or maybe it's just that I'm very relaxed on the subway. There's no need to control anything when I'm riding a train, so my normally tense brain can relax and allow flashes of insight to come through more easily. That would fit with the fact that the rest of my inspiration has come while sitting at a bar with a drink in hand. When there's no decisions to be made, my brain is at peace enough to think shit up. Like dreaming. If that's the case, maybe there's some way I can meditate my way to that state without depending on the situation of where I happen to be seated.

Or maybe there's no rhyme or reason to it and I'm just assigning significance were none exists.

Listening to: Yes - "Your Move"
mithoviel on November 12th, 2009 04:00 pm (UTC)
I find significance in this...I have great moments of insight when I'm "on rails", but a lot of times when I get to a place where I can write about it the moment has passed. You can't take a picture of this, it's already gone.
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: monkey blockassmonkeydiary on November 12th, 2009 04:16 pm (UTC)
Yeah, I find that if I don't start writing down what I'm thinking immediately, my memories of the idea will biodegrade into worthless sludge in mere minutes. That's why I go almost nowhere without a notebook.
Kegboy: art2kegboy on November 12th, 2009 06:53 pm (UTC)
Have you thought about getting one of those mini recorders? I find that in the moment I take to write my idea Ive already over-edited it in my mind.

Also, LOVE todays photo. Reminds me of summers spent at the lake. Summers which were saddly lacking in female posteriors. Where's it from and is there more?
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: ballerina escapeassmonkeydiary on November 12th, 2009 07:54 pm (UTC)
I've thought about the mini-recorders, but really I'm pretty good at shutting down the editing part of my brain when I'm jotting ideas. It comes out almost like spirit writing.

Isn't it great? I found it yesterday and was just wowed. I traced it back through the tumblr accounts where I first saw it, hoping to find more by that photographer, but alas the search was a dead end.
Kegboy: cheecakekegboy on November 12th, 2009 10:10 pm (UTC)
I can never shut down that editing part of my brain. I'll be three sentaces ahead and my brain is still going back over the first sentence. So very irksome.
What was the tumbler?
Kegboy: Dance Of Joykegboy on November 13th, 2009 09:51 pm (UTC)
Diary of an Ass Monkey: amd: blue statueassmonkeydiary on November 14th, 2009 12:11 am (UTC)
Good detective work! What a nifty website and a sensational photographer!
micahlaerm on November 12th, 2009 10:08 pm (UTC)
that's the most serious tan line i've ever seen.

i definitely know that since i've left NYC, my creativity has diminished. i can chalk it up to many things, but being on a subway for at least an hour a day gave me a lot of time to think. some people lament the walls people put up on public transit, and suggest that there should be more conversation, but i bet those people have never actually experienced the worth of that time to yourself.
Pallaspallasathene8 on November 14th, 2009 10:20 am (UTC)
Yay for writing.

That picture is remarkable, not so much for the asses, but for how it gives me cold chills just looking at that cloudy sky and water reaching right out to me.