Authors and Artists have a funny way to communicate what it is they do and don’t do and still have enough common sense to realize it’s how they react that feeds the soils surrounding the dreams for other thinkers and doers participating with the process of accepting creative instinct.
The architect of the Artist Way Julia Cameron voluntarily broke out of the norm when convincing the average person that being locked up in a creative closet was no place to locate true love and happiness. It doesn’t matter who you are or where you currently stand from birth to death people fear their untouched happiness because of what others think.
I’ve been to the poetry circles that served as safe zones where everyone in attendance was taken back by the most incredible raw talent. Being a recording studio is no different. I'm constantly being introduced to those that should've made it but fate had a better plan.
Rather than observe an artists works hanging in a gallery, it’s always been my quest to walk with the person pushing the brush, to listen to their journey while understanding what stops the music.
Thirty two years of radio broadcast…sad aren’t the on-air breaks where the talent makes mistakes but lost is the entire process of learning how to fine tune the musical instrument taught to influence city blocks to participate.
Learning gain access to confidence without it seeping over the brim into your heart and head is a willingness based on awareness. All things start with thought. What you think can be your new reality.
Julia Cameron teaches you to put faith in fascination. Start with painting the room. Dear Diaries and daily journals are a cool thing to do in high school but true free wheeling is an act of courage. Free Wheeling is what Mark Twain called a spoken narrative. Mr. Twain had a horrible time being real on paper. He had allowed his storytelling capabilities to consume the very art that turned him into a published author.
It’s not just a writing thing. Southern BBQ is no different. The thought of leaving the old family recipe behind to generate your own design is completely unheard of. How dare I think of changing Great Grandma Wooky Snooky’s Christmas cookie recipe!
Mark Twain bluntly told his stenographer Josephine Hobby to be true to his skill by setting free her personal thoughts about the writing of his autobiography. Because Twain didn’t see himself as a free wheeling writer it was extremely important to him to surround himself with people safe enough to say if his works were dull or not interesting to the point of being boring making readers want to commit suicide.
Blogging has reshaped the world of writing. Editors and professionally trained English majors are going ballistic with the ways and methods of communication shared on today’s modern pages.
Because I’m a poet first…the accent or rhythm of my writing doesn’t match the official rules put into play by third grade teachers. Combine that with Arroe depth of subject and 99.9999 percent of anyone reading this hogwash gets lost two sentences deep into a paragraph. But I refuse to change my style; constantly arguing with editors whose vow is keep the literary world clean of such laziness and yet if I were a true southern gentlemen complete with a genuine Charleston, South Carolina accent that would be acceptable.
Writing should be no different. A passion to write and or create shouldn’t be overshadowed by the way you paint a room.
All too often we race to book stores, art galleries and concert venues to meet the performer but never the artist. I once wrote a book called And So…This is Radio. It will never make it to publication because the companies that do that thing with their handpicked editors can’t figure out who the reader is therefore marketing it would be impossible.
Self publish right? You don’t need a bookstore to milk a cow. Nor do you need a chocolate bar to catch a sugar buzz. The seeds already been planted. Who in the freak is the freak I wanna freak? Radio people don’t need another book about radio and listeners never want to destroy the image of the voice their imagination has played out for them. I still remember the day I saw Casey Kasum on the Hardy Boys and have never forgiven myself for destroying that mental image of disappoint.
Writers, painters, chefs and farmyard animals carry with them a level of mystic that one day needs to be shared with a passerby who softly asks, “What was it like?” Not what went into a particular project but the entire process from the birth of art to the beginning of your dreams reaching a corner of the world rather than another empty page.
I can’t make you famous. I don’t have what it takes to make you a brilliant writer and or radio talent trying to be one of the 3,000 available for the only position open. It’s my goal to teach you how to recognize the difference between who and what you are compared to what everybody else has made you.
The first lesson is to paint a room. Do what Mark Twain couldn’t…free wheel.
And So…This is Radio. I love the title. You’d hate the story.
arroecollins@clearchannel.com
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