Thursday, 22 November 2018

A recovery

Saturday, November 22nd., Cadogan Square, London.

3_20 London Old Photos - Old Knightsbridge photographs in ...Depression, because I saw no prospect of finishing “Dance Club” play today or tomorrow, as I had hoped. I gave up all notion of finishing and couldn’t think of any of the ideas necessary for the final scene between Flora and Clair. When I got home from the Empire I was, as a consequence of neuralgia pains, a bit sick. This sickness at once relieved the pain. Instantly I felt better and instantly the hope of finishing the play miraculously returned, and ideas for the last scene came into my head and I became actively creative again. I have noticed this before: return of creativeness immediately upon surcease from pain. I felt well enough to go out for a night walk, turning the ideas over in my mind. Lovely evening for that: cold, rather misty, but still, quiet, a halo around the street lights, echoing footsteps, visible breath, exhilarating!


I have sometimes wondered if there is any sort of link between creativity and physical or mental problems; does the need to overcome difficulties enhance the artistic temperament? It is easy to point to artists who have succeeded against the odds but of course the sample is skewed - by the nature of things those artists for whom life is simple and free from problems will not attract the same attention.

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