Clean The Slate

For the director…

Clean the slate. 

What you noted in yesterday’s rehearsal might not be there today. 

Get your head out of your legal pad. Look up and really watch what the actors are doing. Really listen to what they are saying. Do so with an open heart, an open mind and a fresh set of eyes and ears.

P.S. – The chapter “Clean Slate” in Rick Rubin’s book, The Creative Act should be required reading for any aspiring director. His discussion of the final recording mix is absolute gold. 

Ars Longa, Vita Brevis

“Ars longa, vita brevis” roughly translated means “Art is long, life is short.” (Another translation taken from the ancient physician Hippocrates, is “Skillfulness takes time and life is short.)

Similar to “Memento Mori”, meditating on “Ars longa, vita brevis” should inspire and motivate us to make our art. 

Why?

Because making art, especially if you’re trying for something great, is worth it. Unlike our “brief candle”, our short time on this earth, our art can last.

So get going.

What are you waiting for?

If not now, when?

“Ars Longa, Vita Brevis.”

Go Make Your Art.

“I’m Really Glad You’re Here”

For the producer…

Greet every single audience member who walks in to that lobby with a warm and welcoming smile. Introduce yourself.

Thank them for coming. (Besides the money they spent and the time they’re giving up, they also braved traffic, parking and other elements to be here tonight.)

Then, look them in the eye and say…

“I’m really glad you’re here.”

If you do this with sincerity and assuming your production is excellent, they’ll be back for the next one. (Even if they’re not, it’s simply the right thing to do.)

Bring It On

Doing hard things won’t make the next hard thing any easier. It’s always hard, especially when you’re making art. 

But it will increase your capability, boost your confidence and remind you that when obstacles surface, it’s all part of the process. Amor fati.

That way, when the next hard thing comes up, your attitude is simply…

Bring It On.

Empty Mind

An empty mind doesn’t mean not having any thoughts. That’s impossible. 

Rather, I believe it means not clinging to your thoughts. Instead, just notice them. See them on a giant movie screen in front of you. Watch them go by. Let them come and then let them go. 

Just like water, you can’t restrict, control or hold on to your thoughts. But you can flow with them. And every once in a while, you can nudge them in the right direction.

Be water my friend.

Put Yourself On Notice

Wanna change your mood? Get into a charged state? Have more gratitude?

Put yourself and the world around you, on notice.

A little primer…

Close your eyes.

Start with your thoughts. Notice those. Without judging them. Just notice.

Then, notice your body. How do you feel? Any aches and pains? Again, don’t judge the feelings. Just notice.

Notice your breath. In and out. In and out. In and out. Notice.

Notice your emotions.

Notice your five senses.

Again, no judgment. Just notice.

Then go outside and take a little walk. Notice every single thing you see. The sky, the birds, the trees, the falling leaves, the wet grass, the wind on your face.

Notice. Notice. Notice.

Repeat the above sequence as many times as necessary.

And read this beautiful poem from Mary Oliver…

Poem 133: The Summer Day

Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean—
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?

Scientists And Artists

Scientists and artists have much in common. They both start with blind faith, a belief in something that doesn’t exist. They both are ignited by possibility and discovery. Whether that’s inventing a new molecule, writing a new play or carving a statue from a block of marble. They both are trying something that might not work in service of others.

The artist can benefit from taking a scientific approach to their art. Nothing is a failure. Rather, it’s an experiment.  Trial and error. Testing. Researching. Learning. Iterating. It’s all part of the scientific process. 

The answer, the art you see in your head, it’s out there. You just haven’t found it yet. You will.

Keep going.

Fun

The reader or audience member should feel like you had a blast, a great f’ing time making your art. It can be hard, but it better be fun. Otherwise what’s the point?

Remember, when you have fun, we have fun. So resolve to have more of it this year. In all that you do.

P.S. – If Moondog isn’t enough inspiration for you, check out this excellent article on why having more fun is the key to a great life. How it will lead to you having more energy, more enthusiasm and more resiliency.

Beginning

It’s January 1, 2024. New day, new week, new year. Lines up nicely, doesn’t it? 

What’s the project that’s tugging at your heart? Are you scared to begin?

Don’t be. 

Everything you’ve done before, including your “mistakes”, your postponements, your procrastinations, has led you to this point. 

You’re exactly where you need to be. 

You have everything you need to make it happen.

So, get going.

Make it happen.

Make your art.

Happy New Year.

Here’s a poem to inspire you (courtesy of Maria Popova and her wonderful newsletter, The Marginalian)

FOR A NEW BEGINNING
by John O’Donohue

In out-of-the-way places of the heart,
Where your thoughts never think to wander,
This beginning has been quietly forming,
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.

For a long time it has watched your desire,
Feeling the emptiness growing inside you,
Noticing how you willed yourself on,
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.

It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the gray promises that sameness whispered,
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,
Wondered would you always live like this.

Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream,
A path of plenitude opening before you.

Though your destination is not yet clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is at one with your life’s desire.

Awaken your spirit to adventure;
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk;
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm,
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.