Permission
There’s an industry emerging. Or at least a class of communicators. Get ready for an industry that gives meek creative folk permission to do what they already wanted to do and had the means to do. Real middlemen give permission. And then, if they really want to make some money, they’ll give tips and trips and lifehacks (vomit-inducing word for me) about how to get done what you want to do. It’s creative therapy. Take a seat on the couch.
On one hand, I’m totally distraught by this. What an awful condition, right? Why wait for permission? And what gives some the authority to do so?
On the other hand, if creatives are so meek as to need that permission, if that’s what some have to do to get some awesome stuff made, sign me up to shout from the rooftops.
What I’m saying is: