Picasso ka dost kaun? Batao. Batao. Ya phir Van Gogh ka? Nahin pata naa. Socho Mozart ka? Ya Beethoven ka? I now realise why these greats never have BFF (best friends forever, duh!).
Imagine Picasso as a budding painter. He would have his own personal space where he would put up his sketches/paintings (s/p) for everyone to see. Then just like an excited child who finally gets 9/10 in handwriting from grumpy Mrs Jones and runs home to show mommy the report card, he (Picasso not the child) would call his friend on the phone. Hey naya painting banaya hai. check karo and comment, he would say. I presume.
And then that so called friend in about an hour would call back and proceed to criticise every damn thing about Picasso's s/p. Brush strokes sahi nahin hain. Colours ache nahin hai. You should have used blue. And why are all your paintings about horses? (wait am I thinking of Picasso dada ya apne hussain miya) And finally the closing: Get a life yaar. Kya paintings banana roz roz.
And there in that one phone call, Picasso ka career shuru hone se pehle behrehmi se khatam kar diya jata hai. All in the name of constructive open feedback.
Isilliye Picasso ke koi friends nahin the. Aur isiliye Picasso became so great!
Samjhe!
Saturday, June 27, 2009
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2 comments:
True. I think all great creative geniuses have been solitary souls. About the criticism thing, I had put 'Comments are welcome, criticism is not' on my 'About me' section.
Though there are ways to give constructive feedback, not too many people can be trusted to know how to do that correctly.
You are right. But I know friends mean well. :)Well most of the times anyway. :)
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