Waiting for Van Gogh
Tuesday evening. Kim and Fiona have taken Wesley to his doggie graduation class. I have stayed home to try to write. At work, I pumped out some emails and a blog post, but even with that, the words were hard to coax.
I do try to write for my personal blog at least once a day. I like to mix it up, sometimes politics, sometimes technology, sometimes other stuff, but inspiration has been lacking. Perhaps I need to go on a long walk, just to clear my head, breathe some fresh air, let my mind wander, and let some new ideas come in.
Yet, I sit down and try to write. I think of Waiting for Godot, “We could do our exercises”. There are times that trying to compose a blog post is like doing my exercises. Did Beckett sit down and try to write when the words weren’t flowing?
My mind drifts to Van Gogh. Miranda visited this weekend and with Mairead, they took Fiona out to lunch and to the aquarium. Miranda talked about Van Gogh. A teacher of hers has a van with the license plate “Gogh”.
What were Van Gogh’s experiences when he did his sketches? Were there times when he sketched and sketched, without inspiration, but with perseverance?
I turn on Pandora and let it stream tunes for me, in hopes that some inspiration will come. First up is Joni Mitchell singing about Richard, “All romantics meet the same fate, they get cynical and drunk, and boring someone in some café…”
Sometimes I’ll have some wine with dinner, a cocktail with friends, or maybe some hard cider that I’ve brewed. I’ve joked about trying my hand at making absinthe, but I don’t drink all that often, and when I do, it is rarely more than a drink or two. I’m not a big fan of drinking alone. However, this evening, I’m thinking of maybe pouring myself some of that single malt scotch that a friend gave me this summer.
On Pandora, Rod Stewart comes up next with Maggie May. Late September has already come and gone and we’re approaching mid October, but maybe I’ll just return to Joni Mitchell and Richard, “I’m gonna blow this damn candle out, I got nothing to talk with anybody about…”