Ms Misterman

Illustration by Büke Schwarz

 

On Big Ideas

For me, dreaming up big ideas progresses like a story. In a short amount of time, I experience a five-act inner play. First, there is incitement. Then there is excitement, that soon turns into frightment. Frightment is my climax, my crossroad, my moment to decide whether to fight or flight. Usually, I resolute to run. Dreaming is easy. Dreaming is fun.

Some ideas are more stubborn than others. They keep driving me back. They force me to make the same painfully sweet climb over and over again: I rise, I hesitate, I run. It's frustration, not fun. It's a solitary dare with the objective to put my passion to the test. It is self-destruction at its best.