The Further Adventures of Mr Mandroot-Carrdrake-Cthulot
Well, wasn't this one of my better Faux-pas? Managing to completely not realize not one, but three things people posted, linked to or sent me were Night Garden Project things? Phiala, Spacelaw and Adriandalen, I am truly sorry, and need to keep better tabs on things. Jess is going to help me from now on, and once we get the new site up, things will be much better. And I got a fourth today too, from Stacy! Wonderful all they are!
I'm going to hold off and post them all on Friday, as I have gigs Friday night, Saturday Day, Saturday Night , and Sunday Day, and am then going to nip in and see The Shondes on Sunday night, with Paul and Woodsman Hans. And since blogging will be difficult, you'll have lots of lovely things to read.
One thing I wanted to talk about was that, I know how hard it is to send stories, art, poetry, sculpture, music what ever it is you do, out into the world. I kept my stories close for a long time. I loved them, but I didn't know if they would work for the world at large. Kitty and Kimbo had been urging me to go for it, and find a publisher, and of course Malena loved them, I had been writing them mostly to amuse her. But it was all of you who encouraged me to go for it. And gave me the heart to say, "Look, here is my heart"
Music is like that too, and performing. It's hard to put your heart out there, and scary. I think what I am trying to say is yes, it's scary, but what is important is not if you made something good, but that you put your heart into it, and put it out there, in whatever form your heart takes. One rule Adam Stemple taught me about performing was "Never Apologize on Stage". Or in art. If you get up there and say, "well, I wrote this, I hope you like this poor pitiful thing.." you have created just that.
People may like what you do. And sometimes they won't. What's important is to go for it, and stand up for it. And learn. And then go and do something else.
There, enough with the deep thoughts, back to the Carrot who wanted to be a Mandrake root.
Our Fiend, as you can see, has been hanging out on it's Goat Cheese Couch in the fridge, waiting to find out it's fate. A lot of people seemed to be in favor of the moonlight burial, complete with an effigy of a hanged man, but more seemed in favor of sending it to Cinnamon to Disapprove of. The Birdchick was agreeable, and so.........
Here is our Fiend reclining in it's First class Priority Cabin, getting ready to travel. The Birdchick has promised both photos and Video, first Video for this blog!
And here, at the post office. Try explaining to those dear folk exactly why you are a) mailing a carrot and b) why you need photos of it. One post Lady said "Are you doing a Photo Doc on Bob?????
No, I said. On a Carrot.
Love and Madness,