Goodbye, Old Friend, This isn’t the End.

We are only on day 20 of 2016, and already we’ve had to say goodbye to some amazing giants the creative world, from voice actors, tv and movie stars to an amazing legend in the music business who’s influence spanned decades and generations. Mourning has been great and vast, and completely understandable. As one tweet reminded us:

Why we mourn

And while it is heartbreaking to realize we will never get to see anything new from these artists that doesn’t stop their influence or their lessons. As Lin-Manuel Miranda said another tweet:

Work is going no where

“The work’s not going anywhere.” And this I have to protest slightly, because yes indeed, the movies, the music, the shows, the images are not going anywhere. You can still hit play and learn something about yourself, about the world, that isn’t changing. But because their work is still around this also means they will still continue to inspire. So I have to say to Mr. Miranda, the work is going somewhere. It’s going into the minds of generations to come, to boys and girls and every gender in between who will find the work they left behind and will grow from it and then put even more fantastic, jaw-dropping, world-changing work out into the universe as an homage to their idols. The wheel turns, the cycle begins again.

For me, I see this somewhat great exodus of artists as a thing, not of sadness but one of hope. The path is clearing, and new art is on its way. Because as I write this – as you read this – there are people going about their business never knowing how they will shape the mind of another and change the world as we see it. The girl struggling to save up to finally quit that job they despise. The screenwriter complaining to their friends about the scripts they are working on for no pay. The boy making that latte for that annoying and demanding customer while their mind creates the next scene in the novel that will be made into a movie that yet another young person will see and create a work of art based off that.

The death of an artist is never the end, there may be a pause, and it may not be the same but art is ever growing, ever changing. Art is one the most vital things in our existence. No matter what a school system will tell you or teach you, no matter what is funded, what is paid for, what is considered more important, art or a “real” job. Our history books maybe peppered with facts but what connects us to the past is the art. We have museums upon museums filled with sculptures, paintings, and even to this day books from the 1400’s are still around. So when thinking about how to honor these amazing artists we lost, I say do not just lose yourself in the past work left behind, but put more work out there. Scare yourself silly by going and doing and CREATE something amazing and inspire the next generation.

Good Luck my fellow artists, goodbye to my dear old friends, and hello newcomers, welcome, what have you got to show us now?

 

It’s time to Push Myself out the Nest

So it’s been, a glorious ten weeks? since I sat down to write a blog. No, this project isn’t abandoned, but as much in my personal life, it’s part of a routine I haven’t yet gotten to memory. In unnecessary defense, the title of this blog is Wisdom from a Young Pup, and training new pups takes a lot of time and a lot of discipline and repetition to get new tricks down to an art.

Yes, 2015’s NaNoWriMo was a fail for me, but I am not discouraged, the story that came from that has taken seed and has grown into a beautiful little sapling that I am extremely excited to raise into a proper flourishing tree. However, my one hang up is a previous story. I am done with its first draft and it just needs to be completely typed up before I can officially let it go for a new project.

I needed these few weeks to reflect on my life, what I want to approach me in this new year,  who do I want to be when January of ’17 comes along. But I am an introvert with an authority problem, which means I need to be pushed and prodded to get productive things done, but I also despise being pushed and prodded to get anything done. This is all completely internalized because most of the pushing and prodding comes to me in wonderfully supportive and interesting ways but my personal guilt twists it into something nasty. (^^Notice the “unnecessary defense” comment above) So I have to work on that and see why it is I react this way.

While I reflected and made my choices of what to let go of in 2016, I focused on family, (my mother, father, and our dogs). I worked my tail off as a hostess in a nice restaurant over the holidays that really did fill my Introvert’s Level of Interaction with People quota for two months.

I know this year will be a good year, a productive year. The last two were so hellish to say the least. I survived a personal attempt at my life; I witnessed my grandmother’s dying process up close and personal, gained new friends and lost a few too. I was more than ready to put those two years at rest and start afresh by the time November came along I couldn’t create anything.

Here are my Goals for 2016:

Write 100 times more this year. I don’t need to keep good lines and interesting thoughts in my head. I have a tendency to think that if it’s not about a current project, it is useless. That thinking just stunts my growth as a writer.

Explore more: Santa Barbara while small compared to other cities I have called home is still bright and teeming with life and activities. My life isn’t just meant to be on my computer, I crave and need intellectual stimuli from wonderfully creative and interesting people to talk to and to also help me expand my personal thinking and my writing.  I may not see myself settling here forever doesn’t mean I need to live isolated and away from what makes me happy.

Find a job that I adore that pertains to what I want to do as a career: I need to either work with reading, books, publishing ideas, but also I miss the thrill of live theater, the craze of a film set, I need to find my job in something in these fields. I would lose my head so fast in a retail job or an office job, and while hostessing is great fun and I make enough money, I want something that fills my soul, not just my wallet.

And finally I need to

Trust myself more: The last few years have been like going through a dark and dangerous forest. I had to watch my back, my thinking, watch for obstacles in my path, and then figure out a way around said obstacles, many of which were downright mountains! Only now I have found myself out of the forest and in a clearing, I am still blinking in the sun, still revealing how easy it is now to breathe. But habits and actions I gained in that forest to help me survive are so ingrained in me, I am still not ready to trust this new clearer path for me. It will take many a mile before I know I can put down my weapons, stop looking over my back and walk with peace and to enjoy the view. My journey is just a Journey, I may not have a goal to get to, but that is better, I can meander on this path of life, I can explore offshoots and smell flowers. I am not in a race with anyone, and that is wonderfully freeing!

So Happy New Year to everyone! Let’s see where it takes us this time!