Leonardo sent one of his assistants over to invite me to his workshop this afternoon. I was torn about going. It is always exciting, electrifying even, to see what he is working on, but it is also soul-destroying. I mean, he makes everyone else look positively lazy and stupid. Being around Leo can be a real bummer. In the excitement about his next great idea he tends to forget that while he has a hundred ideas, mere mortals are lucky to have one.
Last time I went to see him I returned home and didn’t get out of bed for three days. Depressing. And yet, I feel compelled to go. What will it be? I am so curious! Is it a painting, a sculpture, a war machine, a flying machine, or the design for a bridge? Damn you, Leo.
PS: Not sure where this came from. I was walking somewhere and those words popped into my head.
Brilliant TED talk about creativity, genius and where the Flamenco expression Olé! comes from. (((hint – if you know that the roots of Flamenco are Arabic, you might know the answer already)))
I am hoping that this is another sign that we might leave the me-centricity of the past decades behind. (((eventually)))
HOLD THE COPROPHAGIA “Intense hysteria,” she recited now, from memory, “depression, coprophagia, insensitivy to cold, echolalia.” She kicked her shoes in the direction of the wardrobe’s open door. “Hold the coprophagia,’ she added.
(Via Gibson Blog)
When I read William Gibson, I often have to look up a few words. Sometimes the meaning is surprising/interesting/unexpected/funny like in the case of caprophagy and echolalia.
