“Nothing Can Be Original Anymore” is a mantra that’s often recited in creative circles. I hear it so often that I just want to scream. Supposedly, all ideas have already been thought of, all stories have already been written, and nothing original can be made up anymore. And people seem to so readily accept it.
The thing is, I most indignantly disagree. Truth be told, I think it’s bullshit. To believe it and to accept it is to surrender your very creativity. It’s an excuse to simply copy. It’s an excuse to do what other artists are doing. It’s an excuse to plagiarize, to steal, and to swipe.
“Why should I even try to be original? People say nothing can be original anymore.” That’s the death of creativity right there. The death of adventure, of discovery, the death of artistry.
Do I know for a fact that original things can be created? No. But do I let that stop me from trying? No. And that shouldn’t stop you either.
I refuse to accept that we know for sure that nothing original can ever be created again. We just don’t know. And not knowing shouldn’t stop us looking for it. And it is this journey that ensures that we will always try to find something new and something fresh. It ensures that we can discover new ways of looking at things, new perspectives to approach creative problems.
And if one day I die having achieved nothing original, then I have nothing to be ashamed of because not once in my life have I ever given up.
But what if I do find something? What if WE do? Won’t that be fantastic?