Albert Einstein picked up cigarette butts off the street to get tobacco for his pipe; Howard Hughes spent entire days on a chair in the middle of the supposedly germ-free zone of his Beverly Hills Hotel suite; the composer Robert Schumann believed that his musical compositions were dictated to him by Beethoven and other deceased luminaries from their tombs; and Charles Dickens is said to have fended off imaginary urchins with his umbrella as he walked the streets of London. More recently, we have seen Michael Jackson’s preoccupation with rhinoplasty, Salvador Dalí’s affection for dangerous pets and the Icelandic singer Björk dressed for the Oscars as a swan.In our society, being "normal" is our goal - and yet, we nearly worship those who are so abnormal that they stand out as being "creative" or otherwise "special".
I use this blog to share and save things that interest me - ideas I'm experimenting with, my artistic expressions, concepts, rants, raves, and whatever else tickles my fancy. Think of it as sort of a digital sketchbook or scrapbook. This allows me to freely express myself without forcing it down anyone's throat.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Is Crazy Just Another Word for Creative?
From Scientific American:
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