The Big Idea
I have lots of small ideas. Hundreds. They have to shuffle themselves around so I can find room to work and focus on one or two (or three) at a time. That’s great. I’m not complaining. If I never have a new idea again I’ve probably got enough to keep me going and making for quite some time.
But these are small ideas. I flit about.
And then suddenly I have found I have a BIG IDEA. It scares me, and I’m pushing it back, but it won’t go away.
I think it’s a good idea. It’s got “legs” as they say. I’m talking to people about it. My friends like it, but they may just be being polite.
This is the first idea I’ve had that I’m going to need serious financial help with. That’s made me panic a bit too. I read the Arts Council web pages, then need to lie down in a darkened room.
I have an artist on one shoulder telling me to do it. Then goodness knows what else on the other shoulder telling me to get over myself and forget it.
Tricky huh?
in case you are interested, this week I seem to be only listening to music beginning with A…. Adem, Agnes Obel, Angus and Julia Stone, Aqualung…
