Having many creative ideas is something that many people wish they had, but for others, too many creative ideas can be accompanied by overwhelm. As a result, we do nothing. Or maybe we try everything and end up with a scattered or diluted focus.
This week on Sunday Letters I’m discussing the subject of propaganda, of public relations. I’m looking at the practice undertaken by corporations and governments the world over to engineer the consent of the masses towards their aims. Download the 1928 book titled; Propaganda, by the controversial figure, Edward L. Bernays.
In today’s episode, I’m discussing two books, the first one is called Flow, by Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi and is an exploration into what makes us happy, and the second, The Road to Excellence; The Acquisition of Expert Performance. Listen to the full episode on The Daily Larb Podcast.
The following article, The Timeless Creative Mind, is an excerpt from a chapter titled “Timeless Creativity” (working title) from the forthcoming paperback, The Artist’s Manifesto. Find out how you can support the publication of this book and receive your free paperback and audiobook version.
The word “fuck” is emotive. Associations people hold with the word often mean it causes an affront to their morality and ethical ideas around the proper use of language. I heard it said that writers who use fuck in their work have little inherent ability.
The Power Of Deliberate Practice And Myth Of Innate Talent In today’s episode of Sunday Letters, I’m discussing the power of deliberate practice and introduce you to the work of Anders Ericsson. Ericsson is a psychologist at Florida State University, studying the psychological nature of expertise and human performance. In his 1992 paper titled; “The Role […]
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I was sitting late one night recently when spontaneous laughter came on me from a source that I can only say was not me. At least it was not me that I typically refer to as me.
I wrote The Hello Tree in about 10 minutes this Saturday afternoon. It’s about a man who is lamenting a life lesser lived and askes the tree that grows quietly outside his kitchen window for advice and comfort in his final hours. My friend the tree outside my window provided inspiration for this poem.
There is no me, and there is no you, that is fixed and permanent at least. Whatever we are changes depending on the people we are with, the places we visit and the experiences we have in the elaborate game going on around us. But many of us don’t see that. Although I might take my existence as fixed – I am Larry Maguire, artist and writer from Dublin Ireland, for example – I also constantly change both physically and psychically even as I sit here doing nothing.