Monday, September 22, 2008

Angry Angry Angry genius.....

It is 4.30 am and I can't stay in bed any longer. This really has
me steaming mad. After four days of getting up at this time of the
morning, today is the first of three days off and I can't stay in
bed. If there was another person in the house, right now my mind
would be working feverishly on how to dispose of the corpse.

I love being ANGRY, in fact it is the secret of my success. What's
that I hear you think? It is no longer a secret now, it has been
blogged, what makes you think you are going to leave this page
alive? Mwuahhahahah!! Cultivating my anger takes so little time
these days all that is required is patience for it to germinate
and then bloom.

Being patient pisses me off! Could not be much
simpler for this crucial part of my creativity to be available.
Besides the irritating patience factor, I have a handful of
guaranteed trigger points that are called upon to suplement the
irritation to develop fully fledged ire. Now as a person you could
not meet a nicer, more caring and genuinely understanding bloke
than me. In fact harming another is virtually impossible for me to
do.

So why do I cultivate my anger? It is what creates my
inspirational genius. We all have buried away inside ourselves a
seam of gold that is where our personal genius resides. With a
little exploration and development, that seam of gold can become a
gold field and actively mined for profit.

I have no idea why mine is anger, I could not care less about the
reasoning. One point I must make though is that I cannot access
the anger/genius at the drop of a hat. (More bloody patience
required) It is woven into the fabric of my whole creative
process.

After all of the detail and substance that is required
for an idea to form is gathered in my mind, the anger is the
trigger to colate it all into a body of work and make it happen.

Yesterday was one of those days. After 4 months of working on a
project, that is in fact well on it's way already. As soon as I
woke and got up to traipse of to work at 5am a few volcanic bursts
began burning through my mind. 8am rang my g/f to catch up before
she headed off to her "Organic Farming" course/practical and
mentioned the grumpiness factor that was growing and had a good
laugh. By 9am, Mt Vesuvius was gathering steam as I calmly sat and
worked on couple of projects. 9.30am The Eruption!!!
The keyboard was glowing as my fingers flashed accross, the ink in
my pen was bubbling and steaming as the ball point seared my
coming actions onto the diary pages up until mid October. My
mobile phone carrier network was scorched with text and phone
calls while the residents of Pompeii looked up at the sky and
commented, "They are funny looking rain clouds."

After the intial eruption the day passed with sporadic after
shocks and self satisfied belches of smoke during a Sunday
afternoon business meeting. The day ending with a fitful nights
sleep until waking. Now I have to kill you to keep the secret a
secret. LMAO

Thankyou for your time and attention, Geoff

Thursday, September 18, 2008

"Footyhead" Character goes from strength to strength

There is no doubt that I would not change my life lived if I had the time again. It is much more beneficial to live with the realisation that what went before has got me to this happy place now. So why desire to change what has worked. On Sunday I went out to lunch with my girlfiend and experienced "spontaneous change". Nothing drastic or life changing just another of those events that catch my minds attention. Went to the Grange Kiosk for lunch and it was bustling with diners. No tables available inside so we were seated outside. After getting comfortable and deciding on meals and drinks I went inside to order.

Just as I finshed "she who likes to see the sea" came up behind me at the counter and told me we now had a table inside. The waitress delivered the drinks and bread to our table and away we chatted catching up each other. (My G/F and I live 300 odd Km apart, so the phone gets a good work out every day) Nothing like being in the company of the one you love for a grand time. Then the people sitting at the window finished their daliance and 'she who likes to see the sea" decided we would up stakes and move again to the window seats and table.

The beauty of the whole experience is that we could have an enjoyable discussion which as usual branches off onto various topics all from that diffence in out respective ways of having a meal out. I would have done the same thing from sitting at the first table as we did at the third. But the whole experience and intimate communication between the two of us was expanded by the movement.

Back in April 2008 when I reanimated the "Footyhead" character in responce to a casting call for a commecrial TV network program, there were no expectations. Up until 2002 "Footyhead" was only performed live and had evolved as a lighthearted avenue for fun from my years as a sporting magazine publisher and editor. AFter sneding in the required DVD of the character he was accepted by the producers. To be honest the goal was reached and I could have left it at that.

Instead I continued filming weekly "Footyhead" segments commenting on AFL games and uploading them to YOUTUBE. In part because at the time I was not touring and as live performers know, audience reaction is a lure for any of us and "Footyhead" on YouTube was totally different from doing him live.

Which just goes to show the the 'Net is a valuable medium for fun and creativity when you least expect it. Like anything on the ever changing medium of online it has been interesting o see for myself the evolution of this project for myself. Even without my usual supplement of caffeine stimulation, my mind is always racing. I was musing earlier in the week about how great it would have been to have had the 'net available in my teens. Perhaps I would not have read so many books, or created so many tales in my head.

Enjoy the clips
regards Geoff

"FOOTYHEAD THE FIRST IN 2008"



"FOOTYHEAD NOW"



Thankyou for your time and attention, Geoff