When people ask me where my ideas come from, I think what they're really asking about is the thing they've experienced as the final product, whether that be a painting, a piece of writing, or a video game. The initial sparks are just furtive little embers that may or may not take light. If they do catch, then that fire flows wherever and however it will, ushered by mysterious winds into whatever will burn. That fire is what people are really asking about. The sparks, and those embers? For me they're generated from the constant collision of all the sharp and hard junk in my head. And what put all that garbage there in the first place was experience, nothing more.
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