– Groan –
It’s a constant, with me: I put it in my mind that I’ll do what I’d like to do as soon as I get better at doing it. Then I realize that I spend all my time raising my target, and not learning how to hit it. Now, after my last post, I’ve concluded that this kind of half-witted approach is not exactly ideal. And so I’ve planned a few things that should help me overcome my… fear of ridicule. Which means: I must stop taking myself so seriously and strive to be ridiculous. Nothing could be more liberating. So watch me while I make a fool of myself!
1. The “idiot Friday” thing I’ve been tweeting about for a couple of weeks, now. It works like this: you’re completely tired and stressed from a week of hard work and have to get rid of it all. So you think of the silliest things you can possibly think of, and then do them. These will obviously vary based on countries and customs and personal attitudes – and, last but not least, the applicable law; but for me (I’ll never get tired of stressing this: I’m an ex-bulimic, constipated control maniac) these are generally related to losing control, moderation, measure and caution.
My Friday activities occasionally include: chasing D. around the house and taking pictures of him, playing Monkey Island, getting drunk (it takes about 2 minutes: the buffer between the first symptom of tipsiness and throwing up being extremely thin), and consequently drunk-boxing and drunk-emailing, playing super mini table tennis and quarrelling over the score, whining and being detestable with D. because I’m tired and unkempt and ugly and feel forgotten, making up, unclogging the kitchen sink, getting all made up and shooting self-portraits for the “monument to kitsch” yearbook, falling asleep on the sofa and waking up at 4am like a panda, having baths and forgetting my clothes in the bedroom, winning ebay auctions, cooking mushrooms at 1am, not going to sleep till dawn because busy with some PHP/CSS, laughing and crying, writing invectives against G.S., a lousy photographer that has just opened a 200 m2 studio a couple of blocks from my flat (in one of my drunk-emailing sessions I’ll tweet his real name and website so that you all can agree with me).
2. I’ve learnt something from the GSFP on Flickr, and it’s this: making something where there was nothing before (=creativity) can become a regular activity if only you overcome your laziness. I don’t believe in the concept of talent: nothing prevents me from playing the violin except my own desire to do it. So, like with everything else, finding a method and putting into place your own rites and ceremonies can help. That’s why I’ve decided that, among the stupid things I’ll be doing each Friday, I’ll write a blog post. This being the first.