I am still reading Julia Cameron’s book The Artist’s Way and dutifully writing my morning pages every day in the hope of unblocking my inner artist and fulfilling its - and my - creative potential.
It’s good to get up each morning and do a big complain into a notebook. It feels productive. Maybe they’ll become a book of poems? Or a novel? Or maybe they’ll just serve as meta-material for me to use as content in my e-newsletter about advertising? And maybe the process of doing it will just make me a little bit happier than I would’ve been otherwise? That all sound great.
One of the things with morning pages is that you’re just meant to write in a stream-of-conscious flow and not worry about things not connecting up. Last December I went to New Zealand for my friends Simon and Kara’s wedding - which was really nice.
A lot of people reckon that New Zealanders are unworldly and pretty horrible to spend time with. I don’t think that at all. In fact, I reckon New Zealander’s are alright.
And they aren’t only good at rugby and Taika Waititi, either. Far from it. In addition to those two main things, New Zealanders are also fantastic at making ads.
Here’s a rare, good contemporary bit of advertising. (It’s actually a case study video explaining why the ads they made were great, but I trust this audience to DFC*).
*deduce from context.