I believe the early part of the 21st Century will be known for its shift to the arts and the imagination that seems to flow through artistic people. I wrote about a “Right Brain Renaissance” in 2006, and this is a continuation of that. Basically, the left brain people have “managed” us into quite a pickle, and they don’t have a clue on what to do. The West suffers from a failure of imagination like no other time in history, and, as James Allen wrote 100 years ago, “The dreamers are the saviors of the world.”
There’s an artist in everyone, but only some are artists, or Allen’s “dreamers.” These are people who touch Richard Adams’ Unbroken Web of creativity that is available — for free — to anyone and everyone. Consequently, creativity belongs to no one, which means that ideas belong to no one. There is no such thing as “intellectual property” for one who touches the realm of the creatives. The price for the ability to bask within the Unbroken Web is that you’ll probably never be rich, although there are plenty of those who try, based on what some gifted people bring back with them. Artists often suffer in their own lifetime only to have their work reach extraordinary value after their gone. It may seem a steep price to pay, but most of those who touch this realm would give anything to touch it once again.
In today’s explosion of creative thought, however, the undeniable loss for individual dreamers is acknowledgement of what they find in the realm of creativity. Provenance often goes to the one who speaks loudest, is best connected, or already has a significant following, and this is a shame, because those people are rarely in the “starving artist” category. Perhaps this is just another part of the price one pays for living with one’s head in the clouds.
But it doesn’t make it right. Sigh.