A series of daily posts to recap on my thoughts and progress towards my goals.
I like to think that I am a creative type. I enjoy doing hands on, engaging work. I play music. I am a competent guitar player and singer. I can use a camera, and I play with tools like the adobe creative suite.
I want to write songs, create compelling visuals and evocative scenes. But I really only play covers, and I’m not much of an artist. I rarely create works of my own, visual or sonic and I am not sure if I can call this writing creative.
For me, I’ll chalk it up to fear. I have studied art and I consume more music and art than most people I know. I would love to be like the artists I listen to and the artists who create feelings out of images. But the innate emotional connection of creators to their art scares me. I am not someone to just put myself out there. On some level, I am doing it here, but this isn’t the way I want it to be. I want to tear down the walls of my comfort zone and create the craziest shit but I have a hard time crossing the bridge.
This isn’t so much a post about professional development, cars, racing, music or beer. Maybe music? This post has been more about my own personal struggle with trying to the things I love. It’s weird. Thanks for coming on this journey with me.
Tonight I didn’t drink beer. I’m sorry. To save money, I decided to drink some scotch thats been sitting on my shelf. Ultimately, Monkey’s Shoulder is a well balanced blended scotch. It is sufficiently smokey and holds its own when compared to many single malts. Have it on the rocks or neat, you wont be disappointed. Grab a drink. Relax.