Episode 10

Play

In Episode 10, Jimmy tells us he is a seeker of play -- he plays music, and he plays while digging holes. He searches for people with playful natures. Phreddie responds by saying he plays while he works, and he is serious while he plays.

Jimmy reminds us that play is what children do, while adults tell us that play is wasting time -- children are not serious.

Jazzy and Phreddie explore the relationship of art and play. "What if I want to make something 'good,'" asks Phreddie. The discussion starts a new thread: the interplay of gesture, judgement, mistakes, creativity, and caution.

Jimmy again reminds us that we can't be dark when we play. Play is light. More importantly play is a form of sharing. "The Dark No," says Jimmy. He continues by telling us people get spanked for their mistakes.

In this episode, THE THREE-HEADED MAN contemplates the aspects of play. They begin, as they often do, by defining the meaning and usefulness of play in work, art, and interactions. As they pass their ideas and memories and insights back-n-forth, they explore the relationship between play and creativity. "The larger the canvas, the greater the fear," says Phreddie.

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Fred M Schill

I like to do. I like to make things. And, I like telling stories. I tell stories to myself and to others.

First, a short biography, which is, of course, is a story. I was born in Cleveland, played sports, and attended university. Later, after a few years in the radio business, I returned to university to study education and literature.

With a teaching certificate in my file folder, I began working in high schools, first as a strike-breaking scab substitute teacher in Cleveland's far suburbs, and then in Chicago, mostly in private high schools.

Cleveland and Chicago. My two main towns, and I escaped them both. Presently, I live in a tiny, isolated, mountain village in Spain. I am reluctant to write the name of the town because I don't like tourists. When the tourists arrive, they look at me as if I am an animal in a zoo.