Mardi Gras is over—and religious tradition would have us enter a season of abstinence. One day we’re self-indulgent—the next, contrite. I claim no conventional religion, but recognize the symbolism of this liturgical rite. It’s probably the basis for religion’s existence in the first place. When we’re bad (whatever that means in our particular culture) we feel remorseful and want to feel good again. Religions proclaim the fix for this most basic human dilemma.
So what does this have to do with creativity, you’re sure to be asking? Consider my premise…