Thursday, 29 October 2009

The Observer.

Gosh, the number of impossibly-keen observations I make in the day and forget them before I have a chance to transfer them from synapse to digit to key. I carry a notepad but I'm too lazy to fish it out. This could be the root of the problem. There's a difference between being observant and being an observer, I feel. Anyone can be observant, but translating that into the place where you become someone who observes and translates those thoughts and reports them - there's the art.

I'm an observer, I like to look at what's around and what's going on and how it's being done, I like to do things and tell people about them - but the translating, the getting things down on paper and making them as interesting as they are to my eyes. That's the hard part.

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