Productive Creativity

I‘m not exactly sure how this happened. I mean, seriously.

I avoided the obligatory End-of-the-Year-Self-Assessment post, the Impossible Resolutions post, and even the Big-Plans-For-This-Next-Year post. And yet somehow? Here I am, writing about a THEME for the New Year.

I didn’t even know years could HAVE a theme. But it seems they do, that I have one, and that this year’s theme is “Places, Everyone!”

“Places, Everyone!?”
What the heck does that even mean?

Actually, it makes a good bit of sense if you’re inside of my head. But since you aren’t…

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It’s been so quiet and empty around here lately, I can hear my own thoughts echo. In fact, maybe it’s not the heat that’s been driving these dreadful headaches all week, but the echo reverberations may be at fault.

I’ll have to think about that… that… that…

Oh, never mind.

I’ll just take some more Advil, and get on with the Tweakage.

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Last week, I went on a twisting, turning link following journey, and ended up on Hugs for Monsters, a showcase for the work and thoughts of visual artist Joe Lifrieri. His site design is refreshing and charming, but it was a post on branding for the social web that sent my imagination scribbling.

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OOPS. You missed the deadline for the extra special price offer, but I *did* get to attend Havi’s call (and it was way cool. more later) Still, I’m leaving this post here because, well… I love the image of the duck with antlers too much to take it down.

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Here’s the thing. I have a new bloggy web crush. Her name is Havi Brooks. No, she doesn’t know I exist, and yes, that is a rubber duck on her shoulder.

More on the duck, later.

I have a crush on her because Havi does things on the web the way I used to do them before I started learning how I’m supposed to do things on the web, got all self conscious and mucked it all up. See, her marketing approach is to be shamelessly, unrelentingly, and blatantly herself, wearing her issues and quirks on her sleeve.

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Well, I do!

Sometimes I speak in a self conscious, half silenced and stammering voice. Other times, I speak with confidence, humor and certainty. Occasionally, I speak in images, lines and colors, messages formed with paintbrushes rather than vocal cords. And when I speak to God, it may be in syllables of untrained dance rhythms and motion. [click to continue...]