Mt. Wash- ington means something entirely different in my house. A towering colossal of pants and shirts that seem a mile high stares down at me from the peaks of panties. I can feel a deep sigh materialize from the very pit of laziness as I begin to shovel a load of clothes into a reluctant washing machine. It is the never ending cycle of life and wash……….
What On EARTH does This Have to do with Art?
If there is only one lesson I learned from doing the wash it’s persistence. Seriously stop laughing…….with 2 remarkably dirty kids and husband the wash has life cycle all on its own. Making sure that everyone has the correct shirt, socks, and shorts on the precise day can be a full time job. There is an unusual amount of dedication that one needs in order to make this possible. Persistence is continuing firmly or obstinately in the course of action in spite of difficulties and opposition. If this doesn’t describe wash….well I don’t know what does than. But I digress, standing in front of my easel I erase over and over and over again until I draw correctly. Sitting at the piano I go through each note, line by line, tying together each measure until it sounds like music. Or I write lines and words, scratching and erasing paragraphs until it flows naturally.
3 different forms of expression all manifested through the same pattern of persistence. It was a concept that I believed was a God given talent. Much like last week’s post, I’ve learned that it is less about feelings and more about decisions. Will I push myself harder and further today than I did yesterday? Will I decide to erase that line on that paper that doesn’t look right or will I leave it and shrug my shoulders? Will I practice that song one more time or walk away? Will I knock on that door or shrink away from opportunity? Do I put myself out there exposed to the harshness of criticism and judgments one more time? Or is the definition of insanity, repeating the same actions expecting different results too similar to the definition of persistence?
That’s a question everyone asks themselves at some point in their lives but I take my advice from the strangest places sometimes. I revisited a clip of Robin Williams when he did stand up comedy. Taken in 1977, 3 years before I was born, I remember watching this as a kid and absorbing his message deeply. Grateful now that all of the adult humor soared way past my young head, his spark of madness is what imprinted itself in my psyche for years. “You’ve got to be crazy because what is reality? You’ve got to be crazy because madness is the only way to stay alive” – Robin Williams. It is definitely madness. It is certifiably crazy. It is “full tilt bozo” to hope. It is madness to believe things will change or be different. Is it madness or persistence to hope that the actions you take every single day will result in the outcome you want? But if you don’t have that spark of madness what do you have? “Nothing “- Robin Williams says. If there is no hope, than no actions will be made to make the outcome any different thus fulfilling its own prophecy.
So when I get up in the morning I have the same question I ask myself every day………have you decided to commit yourself to believe and hope that things will be different and work towards that belief? Though it is madness, though it is crazy, my answer is always a resounding and whispered yes.
What Are You Mad For?
Wash, art, music, relationships, jobs, politics, wishes and dreams…….I hope that you all stay mad!