I set out at the beginning of the summer to figure out what this blog was going to be about and what it was meant to accomplish. I got sidetracked by some tangential issues and never exactly went on that light summer schedule I announced. And the reason was that I still hadn't even identified what was bugging me.
You can spend your life finding little easter eggs in every media production you can imagine, and you can probably construct a pretty compelling weltanschuang from that. But that's not what I've been after. What most interests me is pop culture as a form of magic. That term gets tossed around like salad by way too many people, but I've spent my life fixating on movies or records or comics that really flip switches inside me that you're not even supposed to have. We're not talking any kind of Crowley hoodoo-mambo here, we're talking about Art as the activation of the Symbols and how that effects the flow of reality. Which I'm pretty sure you'll agree it does if you're reading this blog.
I've spent the better part of the 21st Century writing about other people's art and producing precious little of my own. But I see it as a kind of apprenticeship, learning the ropes of how the good stuff is made. It's a hell of a lot harder than it looks. I spent a good chunk of the 80s and 90s making mediocre art, aside from the usual commercial art and work-for-hire writing I make my living off of. Things being what they are, I'm going to have to continue with all of that. But I have boxes filled with ideas that I've left rotting and that's just a damn waste. There are little hints of magic here and there- the only kind of magic I really believe in- and that don't come easy these days.
I'm going to take a few weeks off from the blog for real now (my mistake before was being half-assed about taking time off from posting), which will coincide with me taking some time off from work. And in that time I'm really going to determine how I want to proceed. I'm pretty sure I already know the answer- I really don't feel like spending the rest of my life writing about and analyzing other people's creativity.
When I come back it will be on a more sporadic kind of schedule- you guys have no idea how much time I spend just scheduling this damn blog, never mind writing it. And when I come back, it's not going to be a grab bag of symbols and synchronicity- it's going to be about the creative process and the magical properties thereof. Any of you who've pursued the arts- particularly music- will know what I'm talking about. We'll still be looking at all of the same themes we've looked at in the past, but we'll be doing so in a different context. And also some more general philosophy, dealing with the issues raised by art and magic.
What this all comes down to is I'm really itching to get back in the ring. It's going to be a while before I hit that magical motherlode, but if the aliens do come down on 2012 and fry our asses to ashes, I sure as hell don't want to be thinking "Godammit, I shoulda finished that graphic novel!" or "Sh*t man, that screenplay never got optioned!" Joltin' Joe Linsner's been bugging me for years now to stop being such a wuss and get back to work, and I guess a confluence of events has finally gotten the wax out of my ears. I may fall flat on my face, but it's better to regret something you did do than something you didn't do.
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