Your Id, Show Me It!
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It should be no surprise the extent to which this whole id!pic thing has hit me, what with my art boner and all. But ever since putting up that post, and reading other people's (Linden, darling, you have kicked off A Thing. Yea verily), I've been unable to really shake thoughts of id and narrative kinks from my mind.
I spoke to Pyrrhic last night, and basically flailed and teared up and giggled through a rather long discussion of our (strangely shared) id and where it comes from. A bit of perspective was lent to me, and my kinks list has become somewhat larger. But really, what you break it down, pretty much every single one of my Themes falls under the header of Redemption. The lack thereof, the need for, the desperate struggle after, and hope for a world where it is possible. Also Loss. But more a loss of place, of world, of conception, than loss of a person or a thing.
Here, have a quote (from a musical, no less!), because I cannot encapsulate my themes better than this. It is the image in my icon, only with words on: "Don't let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot."
I need that. I need redemption writ large; people's attempts to take the brokenness of reality and make it whole again, even if they know it will be the death of them. Even my more specific themes: "fathers and sons torn asunder", and "the collapse of empires", for example, simply function as microcosms for a fractured world that is beyond repair. Beyond repair, but God, we have to try.
BUT HEY, LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT ME FOR A SECOND.
Let's talk about you.
Tell me about your id, folks. Not just what it has in, though that is interesting in its own right, but give me impetus of those narrative kinks. Books that effected you, movies, songs, paintings, musicals--where were you first exposed to these themes, and why did they resonate with you?
I WILL GO FIRST. OOPS, WE ARE TALKING ABOUT ME AGAIN. I SHALL BE BRIEF. ONE IN EACH CATEGORY. Though there are more, ffff--
Books: The Once and Future King, by T.H. White. Guys, I don't think I can even begin to explain the extent to which this book is my id. It reads like a laundry list of my Themes, and to be honest, tales of The Matter of Britain were what first exposed me to pretty much everything that makes me tick. The fight for righteousness in a fallen world. The agonizing struggle (and foolish hope) for redemption. I have said it before, but it--when it comes to this book, and its effect upon wee!Em, it cannot be said enough.
Movies: The Secret of NIMH. It scared the shit out of me, too. In my defense, I was six. But here was a shattered reality in which a character with nothing more than, as Pyrrhic put it last night, "a better world existing in her heart", had to go through hell to redeem it. For the sake of something so small: the life of her son. Yes, I am talking about mice, and gets less epic when you put it in that light, but I pinged hard onto this. And it never went away.
Songs: Jokerman, by Bob Dylan. Let my lay aside my Dylan worship for a moment. Just--go listen to this song. Here. This is not a song of redemption. This is a song about a world that needs it, so desperately.
BUT NOW I REALLY WILL SHUT UP.
It's your turn. And--GO.
Edit: Pyrrhic has pointed out that the phrase "id!fic" doesn't really make a whole lot of sense in this context. Mostly because id is the amoral, mindless, primal bit of the psyche, according to Freud (whatever you think of the guy). As opposed to the bit which responds to things you find emotionally resonant. The concept of id!fic is sound, it just turns out to be a bit of a malapropism in light of what we are talking about. So yes. Take note!
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It should be no surprise the extent to which this whole id!pic thing has hit me, what with my art boner and all. But ever since putting up that post, and reading other people's (Linden, darling, you have kicked off A Thing. Yea verily), I've been unable to really shake thoughts of id and narrative kinks from my mind.
I spoke to Pyrrhic last night, and basically flailed and teared up and giggled through a rather long discussion of our (strangely shared) id and where it comes from. A bit of perspective was lent to me, and my kinks list has become somewhat larger. But really, what you break it down, pretty much every single one of my Themes falls under the header of Redemption. The lack thereof, the need for, the desperate struggle after, and hope for a world where it is possible. Also Loss. But more a loss of place, of world, of conception, than loss of a person or a thing.
Here, have a quote (from a musical, no less!), because I cannot encapsulate my themes better than this. It is the image in my icon, only with words on: "Don't let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot."
I need that. I need redemption writ large; people's attempts to take the brokenness of reality and make it whole again, even if they know it will be the death of them. Even my more specific themes: "fathers and sons torn asunder", and "the collapse of empires", for example, simply function as microcosms for a fractured world that is beyond repair. Beyond repair, but God, we have to try.
BUT HEY, LET'S NOT TALK ABOUT ME FOR A SECOND.
Let's talk about you.
Tell me about your id, folks. Not just what it has in, though that is interesting in its own right, but give me impetus of those narrative kinks. Books that effected you, movies, songs, paintings, musicals--where were you first exposed to these themes, and why did they resonate with you?
I WILL GO FIRST. OOPS, WE ARE TALKING ABOUT ME AGAIN. I SHALL BE BRIEF. ONE IN EACH CATEGORY. Though there are more, ffff--
Books: The Once and Future King, by T.H. White. Guys, I don't think I can even begin to explain the extent to which this book is my id. It reads like a laundry list of my Themes, and to be honest, tales of The Matter of Britain were what first exposed me to pretty much everything that makes me tick. The fight for righteousness in a fallen world. The agonizing struggle (and foolish hope) for redemption. I have said it before, but it--when it comes to this book, and its effect upon wee!Em, it cannot be said enough.
Movies: The Secret of NIMH. It scared the shit out of me, too. In my defense, I was six. But here was a shattered reality in which a character with nothing more than, as Pyrrhic put it last night, "a better world existing in her heart", had to go through hell to redeem it. For the sake of something so small: the life of her son. Yes, I am talking about mice, and gets less epic when you put it in that light, but I pinged hard onto this. And it never went away.
Songs: Jokerman, by Bob Dylan. Let my lay aside my Dylan worship for a moment. Just--go listen to this song. Here. This is not a song of redemption. This is a song about a world that needs it, so desperately.
BUT NOW I REALLY WILL SHUT UP.
It's your turn. And--GO.
Edit: Pyrrhic has pointed out that the phrase "id!fic" doesn't really make a whole lot of sense in this context. Mostly because id is the amoral, mindless, primal bit of the psyche, according to Freud (whatever you think of the guy). As opposed to the bit which responds to things you find emotionally resonant. The concept of id!fic is sound, it just turns out to be a bit of a malapropism in light of what we are talking about. So yes. Take note!
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