Creativity

Interesting blogging here from a psychological perspective.  What is my purpose?  I supposed I like the idea of other people reading my ideas years ago when I blogged regularly on Supervidoqo.  But when that ran dry and I ended up worming myself pretty deeply in the short but highly interactive twitter space, I realized the toxicity of its anonymous and algorithmic hysteria was too much and pulled the plug. I've now just recently crept back on - in search of more interesting takes than I find in the New York Times and Yahoo aggregator and their commentariat.  But so now with the creation of this site as a digital repository of all my drawings, writings, photos, videos and music, the blogging template has rekindled my spirit to write.  I suppose the idea that no one really knows about it makes it feel more private and there is an allure there. 

Not sure why, but lately I've been interested in being unconcerned with who ingests my stuff.  When I finished the DOZ album I brought a few copies to Dales Records up the street.  I put out album QR code cards around the College of the Desert.  To be honest I'm not interested in acknowledgement as much as just the idea that someone besides me might be enjoying my creations.  I would certainly like to experience more interesting things.  So many things are not interesting to my rather specific tastes.  
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Speaking of which, Meat Flowers is done.  The hard copy final proof came and it looks great.  I'll put a link up here.  Andria things I should promote it.  She convinced me to send out some digital packets to children's book publishing companies and I didn't really hear back (a few were out of business, one said it wasn't their thing).  But she thinks Amazon might get some interest.  Meh.  It's pretty good, but will mostly go out to friends and family, per usual.