I really wish I had time to fix up and fine tune this blog. All the ideas are worked out and strategy is finalised. But like the painter with the un-painted house, builder with the un-finished house or the sex starved prostitute I am too damn busy writing stuff for clients, photographing stuff for clients, being social – for clients, to do any kind of self promotion. There hasn’t even been much swashbuckling going on.
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You can’t even use the cobblers kids running barefoot metaphor; mainly because I’ve already worn it threadbare myself, but also because it’s a terrible cliché.
The sex starved prostitute analogy gives me pause – like the age old question of whether bad sex is better than no sex, I wonder if being creative for clients can ever be as good as being creative for yourself. Is some creativity better than none, or do you think it works differently?
“I wonder if being creative for clients can ever be as good as being creative for yourself?” An excellent question. I remember Bryce Courtney saying after writing ‘The Power of One’, “it was like standing under a waterfall of words.” I took that to mean after being constrained by the world of corporate advertising he was now free to write whatever he liked.
I find, however, that my creativity is best constrained in some form of practical environment such as a brief or budget or even a medium. Of course those things rarely exist when working one’s own projects.