Happy Friday, beautiful beings, and welcome to the Open Mic! If you’re new or haven’t visited in a while, on weeks when we don’t have a guest artist, I pose a question and we chat in the comments. Ready?
Since this week has seen me all fired up about multi-talented people, I’m letting my mind run in all directions and it is agog with the possibilities. Isn’t it good sometimes to go a little crazy?
Tell me — what “crazy” actions or people do you admire? Do you secretly wish you could do what they did, or do you know you never could? I want to know what takes your breath away!
Define crazy however you like: wild, eccentric, daring, unorthodox, impulsive, offensive, or what have you!
See you in the comments. 
I’ll have to give this question some thought, because I know I could find a cooler instance of “crazy”, but since he eventually apologized… I feel like I really understand the Christian Bale ‘Bale Out’ incident. I’m definitely not an actress but I can imagine the process, so if I was ready for a take and immersed in the difficult emotions of a scene, I would get ticked off if someone working on the set (like the lighting director!) kept screwing up my takes. I’m on Christian’s side.
I also love Revolucian’s “BaleOut” – a remix of the audio from the infamous incident. *** Warning *** F-bombs abound!!! I have an unfortunate affinity for the F-bomb. I only wish I could reach for it with abandon, in public, when a situation warrants it. That’s kinda crazy, isn’t it?
The use of profanity can definitely be an art.
I don’t have it (my epithets rarely venture beyond the “damn” level) but I’ve listened to other people who really put color into their language!
And I hear what you’re saying about actors. I don’t know anything about this particular incident, but the character/real-life transition has always seemed fraught to me. I remember reading an interview with Amy Adams in which someone asked her why she’s always taking these sunny, cheerful roles, and she said, “The truth is, you do take your work home with you,” and she prefers to be happy when she gets off set!
As an artist, I would have to say other artists that are able to comfortably transform their lives into “performance art”. Sometimes that manifestation take place in the way one dresses, or in the courage to go beyond the norm in creating art or a pesona. At times it can seem to be fake or unreal, but i admire it just the same. I for one, have never really been able to “step out” that far.
I hear you on this one! I’ve been really admiring my friend Jenny lately for her project Butch Sightings — it seems so uncomfortable, but that’s the point (scroll all the way to the bottom for the “about”).
I used to live in a village where one of the lifelong residents used to go everywhere dressed as a wizard. He was known as Mad Maurice. Sometimes Maurice would take his pet “poodle” for a walk – it was one of those puppet poodles on strings – and tie it up next to the doggy bowl of water when he went into shops. Maurice was harmless enough.
I’d love to be that eccentric and impervious to all the sniggers and pointing fingers. Nobody ever doubted that Maurice was happy in his world. I wonder if he was poking fun at us all and the joke was really on us.
I’m branching out into a colourful wardrobe for winter if that helps. Just slowly. Rather than dull black or brown. Fi still checks my colour coordination though and will reverse me at the door if it’s too embarrassing. I feel like a teenager sometimes. “You’re not going out in that !”
I love it! I’ve always wondered how freeing it might be to dress more ‘eccentrically’ myself. My ‘skinny’ wardrobe has some interesting pieces in it. I think I was subconsciously buying things to wear on the stage — like a part of me is channelling Janis!
Yes!! I’ve got a big bold streak of what those “What Not To Wear”-type TV people always call, disdainfully, “costumey” taste.
I actually own a reversible black/purple crushed-velvet cloak. ;b
I love this story about Mad Maurice!! I’d love to be that “eccentric and impervious” too.
Believe it or not, I used to dress in nearly all black too. Only lately I’ve started putting as much color on myself as I do in my paintings, and I LOVE it. My favorite is when I’m wearing several prints and colors and bobbles all at once. I’m sure some people would think I look like a mess, but I always feel so happy.
I’m always awed by people who are so sure of themselves that they’ll argue with anyone who disagrees with them. I’m not sure I would enjoy being one of those people, but I admire them!