Its been a while since I practiced my instrument.
Creativity
SaxPlayer2 Hasn't Been Playing Her Sax: The Ebb and Flow of Creativity

Is creativity a thing of the past?
I usually don't like to watch tv unless I'm totally bored and last night was one of those times. I was flipping through the channels and I came across VH1 and MTV. Now, I know that MTV doesn't play music anymore (boo!!) but I still thought that it should have SOME reference to music since it is MUSIC television.

Lost and Lonesome In The City
Isn't it funny how many stages of life and struggle we experience through our twenties. I'm a woman and a few months shy of turning thirty. I'm not single, I have a domestic partner. We share in a committed and loving relationship. However, financial strain has kept us apart from daily love-fest. You know the one.
How to Steal Ideas and the Impending Man-Machine Merger
Yes, you read correctly: we're going to learn one of the best ways to steal ideas. Why? Because it's important. But isn't stealing wrong? Not really. Enough of this boring prologue, on to the heroic battle scenes and titillating adventures.
On the constitution of art
Any trip to a museum of modern art can cause one to wonder what constitutes art. It is certainly not an infrequent thing to hear such remarks as, “That’s just three blue circles on a white canvass. That’s not art.” Or, “That’s just a box of tissues glued to a chair.

Diary by Chuck Palahniuk
“Everything is a diary….Everything is important. Every detail. We just don’t know why yet.”
When I bought Diary, I thought I’d made a mistake and gotten an uninteresting book. The mistake I truly made was judging the book by the description on the back cover.
Painting a Connection
I would read a poem. I would read an essay. I would watch a documentary. I would look at a picture.
It had always been conveyed to me that art, writing, film, performing, that all were forms of self expression.
Yet no matter how hard I tried, I could not replicate the satisfaction within my own work, within my own portrayal of myself, my emotion.

Hey, Everyone! My name is Amber, and I am an individual! (Hi, Amber)
I have a mind of my own. So sue me.
I live in a (particularly) small town.
In my head, I live in a (particularly) big world.
I base my actions on what I want to do/believe is the right thing to do (not based on what people expect of me [stereotypes] or based on what I think other people WANT me to do [no personality/creativity/independence]).



