September 28, 2012 by musehick
Today I read quite a few interviews, and every time I do that I think about the interview site that I have and how I love learning from someone by finding out what it is that they think they are doing and how they see the process of doing it. Some of it chimes with me as being like my own practices and some of the views of how an image or a set of imagery is arrived at makes sense to me … I can buy into the philosophy. If something doesn’t necessarily compliment what I myself would do it might be interesting enough to jar me out of a rut, or give me a different orbit to spin in.
You listen to a whole sub-section of music that came out at the same time and you might be able to see some commonality, but you can also see the choices and the possibilities, and in those choices can be seen the codifications and promises of different futures … some of them arrive and some of them don’t, and that is the exciting thing about being alive and being able to become immersed in the total embrace of a music. The same can be said of any art; of any literature.
Sometimes when you look at your own work there will be, in the work you finish, an emergent aesthetic that points the way forward to the next step. You sometimes suspect that the future is arriving but more often than not it steals up on you and you are hip deep in it before you even realise it. The buoyancy of the future lifts you up and the swell carries you onward … and where does it come from? Well, the waves of probability that collapse into you as a decision made and a point moving back into history comes from you. You are the genus point and the god and big bang of your own universe.