Passion = Truth? How Jeffrey James Francis Ircink Sees The World? I love when people are passionate about something. That surging of emotion is the one honest measure of what truth is. It's a truthful display of how a person really feels about something or someone at that particular moment. That passion IS truth.



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Greendale, Wisconsin, United States
Ex-producer of THE REALLY FUNNY HORNY GOAT INTERNATIONAL SHORT FILM FESTIVAL, playwright, actor, singer, outdoorsman, blogger, amateur photog, observer & bitcher, Beach Boys groupie, Brett Favre fanatic, lover of everything Celtic and forever a member in the Tribe of HAIR. Spent most of my life in the Village of Waterford, a small town just outside of the Milwaukee suburbs. After 12 years in North Hollywood, Bel Air and Culver City, Cali, I moved back to Wisconsin in September 2009. No regrets - of moving to LA OR moving back to WI. Have traveled to Belfast, Ireland, Dayton (OH), Manhattan, Seattle, Cedar Rapids, New York, Miami and Sydney, Australia with my plays. Moved back into the Village of Greendale where I was born. Life is good.

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Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Make Art - Burry Thoughts

- from "Burry Thoughts"/The Burry Man Writer's Center, since 1997, a worldwide community of writers and a primary source of research information and freelance job leads for working professional and talented beginning writers.

"I hope you got a chance to watch the Oscars Sunday night, if only for one moment; when Glen Hansard and Marketa Irglova won the Best Song award. Two struggling musicians who were basically in a movie for a lark (Hansard was in the movie "Once" by accident, because nobody else would sing his songs) winning this major award and being so overjoyed and humble about it. Hansard's statement at the mic: "Make art. Make art." There have been a few posts on Inked-In (a splinter writer group of Burry Man) during the short time we've been open from people who are attempting to "Do The Work", and feel they're failing. New member Shawn struggles with anxiety about his drumming. A long post run dealt with depression and how it attacks creativity. A casual conversation on our back porch and a newspaper article have somehow become an evening of jazz and a benefit concert, which I'm producing, because I consider it art. I also consider it very difficult, and a little scary; I feel the same way about my plays. Art isn't easy. It probably shouldn't be. We do it because ... well, because. The answer "because we have to" is too pat, too simple, it smacks of egotism. I make art because I'm driven, you don't because you're inferior. Simple answers aren't becoming, or truthful.We do it, those of us who do it, because we do it. Because it calls to us. And sometimes we don't do it. But if you lie back in the dark night, close your eyes and listen, very closely, the call is still there.

"Do the Work" - and trust."

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