Michel Gondry and My Inner Whirlwind

I watched See the Sound’s festival entry Michel Gondry: Do It Yourself! at Lichtspiele Kalk today; a fun and heartfelt documentary worthy of the marvelous and unique mind it centers. A short glimpse at the film’s teaser text and I knew this was for me: “Punk teenager dreaming of Méliès’ silent film Stop-Motion experiments, …” Add to shopping cart!

A couple of minutes into the movie and the gears in my head started turning—I realized I am watching something special. Something that rattles me on a very deep level. Something that will stay with me for a long time. And sure enough, after the credits had rolled, I left the movies with the same feeling that I get when looking at Christoph Niemann’s illustrations, watching anything by The Daniels, playing a Zelda game, or listening to Shaka Ponk. (To just mention a few examples.)

I haven’t named this feeling yet and I am not sure whether I really need to, because I am pretty sure it is what people call inspiration. But that seems like a lazy excuse to not think about it anymore, hence I will call it my inner whirlwind moving forward. Let’s see whether the analogy holds up.

The Good: Creative Chaos

Whirlwinds tend to either make a horrible mess of things or take you to the land of Oz. Not unlike what happens in my head whenever I do anything of the above: My inner whirlwind disrupts, misplaces stuff, and takes me to surprising scenes. It’s like a serendipity catalyst.

Let me give you some examples:

You see what I mean? It feels like a lot of my neurons are firing and it is a good feeling, no doubt about that. I am thinking, digging, linking, and most importantly enjoying that input from years ago comes back in a new context. It feels like I am on to something. Like I should follow all these thoughts, because maybe, just maybe an original idea of my own awaits me.

And that’s where my inner whirlwind reveals its flipside.

The Ugly: Self-Doubt

Yup, there is no Bad. We are going straight to Ugly, because this is usually the point where other questions bubble up in my head:

The Takeaway

On most days, I would read what I just wrote and think: I have danced that dance many times. And you know what? It is okay! I love my inner whirlwind and I am sure that the Good trumps the Ugly. Not everything I consume has to spark an idea for my own creative project. Sometimes input is just temporary food for thought. And if I am lucky, it will resurface during a future whirlwind.

But today is not one of those days. Today I think: I feel creative. Now let’s find out whether I actually am. I don’t have this inner urge that many creative people seem to have. That magical power that demands to be channeled into an output of some shape or form. Or maybe I just haven’t found it yet.

So, hey, future-self! Pull your head out of your ass, leave your comfort zone, and try to turn some of these amazing inputs into outputs. Less consumption. More creation. Whatcha think?