I love spring water and wild air, and not the manufacture of the chemist's shop. I see in a moment which is the wild poetry, and which tame, and see that one wild line out of a private heart. - Ralph Waldo Emerson
Feeling is what I like in art, not craftiness and the hiding of feelings. - Jack Kerouac
During the '50s, "first thought, best thought," became the mantra of the Beat writers.They wanted to capture a direct line to the subconscious through what flows in the mind. The Beats went after the wild line.
Wild, free, single lines evolve into a work of art. A sketch results from glimpsed nuances. It all started with the wild sketches on cave walls.
Your first thought taps something deeper; it emerges out of the edges of imagination. Energy arises from that first effort. The spirit of a writer arises in a quick sketch. Depth of feeling, spiritual depth, emotional state of the moment all spill out.
The first impression arises to set a stage.
Go wilding today. Sit in front of a window and write what you see within the frame of the window.
Notice what passes in the corners of your eyes.
Let the wild enter; the flash of black feathers will introduce another thought.
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