I went for a walk this morning in the hills near my father's house, where the prairie grasses sweep back over the contours of the land. It is a beautiful place to be and I started to think about creativity; how if you surround yourself with interesting things, with provoking and complicated scenarios, you are more stimulated, but at the same time if you are too busy you can't create. Your mind either overloads or is prodded on by the events in your life and your surroundings.
I spend a lot of time alone in my house, doing very little. When I hermit myself away I tend to get very little in the way of ideas. I need to be out and about and in the company of other people to feel stimulated; all the same, as I said, it can overload me to the point that I can't do anything. There is a balance in there somewhere.
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