I’ve spent some time recently reflecting on inspiration. After spending last summer watching Friday Night Lights, a drive in football feels the perfect metaphor to express how we inspire others. The ball doesn’t stay in one person’s hands. It’s passed between players.
Ultimately, our job is to create things that carry our ideas forward. We make things to connect, to share, to propel an idea forward in time and space.
But these ideas also aren’t ours. We’re simply the vessel for them, the means to move them forward, the hands to carry them.
As artists, it’s our job is to move the ball down the field, even if only a yard at a time.
(Speaking of Friday Night Lights, remember when Landry killed a guy?)