response to “The creative act of listening to a talking frog”
today after class two friends and I went to the supermarket to buy ingredients for a pasta. as we walked I complained that I made pasta yesterday but it turned out a bit tasteless, as usual. we were staring at the seasoning products, listing out loud the ones we already had, when one of my friend suggested getting pepper. pepper. I forgot that it existed – maybe as a defense mechanism from my mom, who loves it a little too much. regardless of the reason, my friend unlocked a new layer of my cook brain. pasta was much better today.
listening to kermit the frog talk about the importance of friends for creativity, I recalled another time when a colleague suggested making my arts project to be hung on the wall, thereby completely changing my concept/execution for the better. I imagined that attaching spinning wheels on a horizontal wood panel would make my life easier – because, you know, gravity – but turns out I was wrong. or to rephrase kermit, perhaps my friend and I were both right in different ways.
on a side note, it was also a bit awkward to hear good advice from a frog.