On Writing (2000) |
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| On a
recent trip to India, I observed a fascinating custom.
Each morning, women use soft chalk to draw elaborate
designs on the ground in front of their homes. In Indian
culture, it seems, every woman is an artist. Meanwhile,
in our American culture of specialists, we have an
unfortunate tendency to leave art to the experts--the
"artists." The result is that many potentially
good artists and songwriters are too intimidated by the
artistic work to just get out in front of their homes
with a bit of chalk and try to create something beautiful. The
most common reason people don't write is because they
think they're not "gifted" enough. This is
based on the perception that artistic works are a product
of pure inspiration. Actually, all great art works are,
as the saying goes, more perspiration than inspiration. If I
wanted to take up golf, I would soon learn that sinking
the ball in four shots is not as easy as the pros make it
look. However, I'd know better than to give up and
declare I'm not "gifted" at golf, because we
know that sports skills take years of practice, and we
don't give up just because we're not as good as the pros. So it
is with songwriting. When you hear an album, it's the
most profound sixty minutes the songwriters had in two
whole years, and the final, finished product is made to
look inspired. The problem is that the audience can
mistakenly believe that everything the artist creates is
beautiful, and that it comes easy to the true artist.
When young writers cannot match the songs they hear on
professional albums, they can too quickly assume they
aren't gifted. Other
potential writers complain that they can't get a good
idea to write about. This is not really the problem.
Everyone has opinions and thoughts and ideas (even if
they're not original). Think of the times you've heard a
song and said, "That's exactly how I was feeling,
but I didn't know how to say it." This proves that
you had the precise idea that the songwriter captured. When
people says they lack good ideas, what they really mean
is that they lack the ability to describe the ideas they
have, as indicated by the statement, "But I didn't
know how to say it." The only difference between the
listener and the writer is not who has the good idea, but
who has the skill, techniques, time and guts to write it
down. It's like my one-liner about modern art. When
people look at the simplistic pieces and say
sarcastically, "I could have done that," I
respond, "But you didn't." So,
aspiring writers must take the time to learn the
techniques and sharpen their skills. And this is work.
I'm always suspicious of people who talk about how easy
writing is. The best writers describe a love/hate
relationship with writing, and a writing process which is
like building a house. It takes creativity, but most of
the time is spent nailing boards. The
hard part is that learning means admitting our ignorance
and being self-critical, which may explain why great
artists are disproportionately depressive people. Being
self-critical means being able to look at yourself and
your work, and judge it well. I think you should write
ten songs before you dare think one is great. Songs are
like children--if they are yours, then you are convinced
that they are perfectly beautiful. The difference is that
all children really are beautiful. But all songs are not.
Writers
thrive on this balance. They must be self-critical enough
to recognize the mediocre and determined enough to
rewrite it. At the same time, they must be brave or
foolish or starry-eyed enough to realize that everyone is
"gifted," and if they work hard, their art can
be so extraordinary that people will think it's the
effortless product of pure inspiration. All
the passion of art is centered on this feeling--the joy
of creating something intangible and beautiful. I believe
the joy is so intense because in creating, we share in
the One whose image we are made in. God's first recorded
act was creating, and when we create, we are following
the divine example, and somehow participating in Him. --This
essay originally appeared in GMA Today magazine |
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| © 2001 Aaron Tate |