Why "The Woodshed"?

Because everybody deserves one.

Let me explain. The notion of The Woodshed was first introduced to me in John Kao's 1997 book Jamming where he discusses the art and discipline of business creativity. Something that's very close to my heart. In Chapter 5 he discusses the need for clearing a space for creativity and introduces the reader to Charlie Parker's woodshed. Or, more specifically, whenever the great sax player needed to work out new musical concepts, he would withdraw from the usual people, places and things and "go to the woodshed".

This may seem an odd phrase, but if considered for a short while you will find that you've probably been to your woodshed without even knowing it. When I was 7 yrs old there was a river a block away from our house in East London. I would run to it every other afternoon and spend the day either trying to catch crabs, doing homework, building bridges or playing in the mud with my Star Wars collection. The spot at the river was my woodshed.

Later on, when I was in Pretoria, there was an old industrial pipe that ran across a large trench. Under this pipe (it was huge) was a small grassy embankment. I would sit there and write songs (or poems) listening to my Walkman. The grassy knoll under the pipe was my woodshed.

Of course the challenge now is to turn your whole company into Charlie Parker's woodshed.

Briefly let's look at a wish list of characteristics that I might ask for in such a place. Safe, casual, liberating. Not too large as to kill intimacy. But not too small so as to stifle ideas. Stimulating. Although free from distractions and intrusions. Not too open ... but then again not too closed. Sometimes bound by schedules and appointments (meet me at the woodshed in half and hour ...), sometimes not.

It's a troublesome list, isn't it? Full of ambiguities and innuendoes. Let's just say that in turning your company into Charlie Parker's woodshed you may run into some paradoxes. But that's exactly where the fun lies.

Enjoy the jamming. :-)

Comments

Anonymous said…
Hey bud. Is that the same river that we used to walk to after reading comics at your pad? The one halfway between my house and school. Remember the rule? If you crossed the halfway mark on the bridge then you had to walk with me to the road. And if you crossed the road, then you had to walk to the shop, then the field. My aim was to distract you enough to get you to keep walking, but if you went too far, then you never made it home in time to watch Star Trek or the A-Team or The Man from Atlantis. I guess my house is a bit too far from yours now for you to wander part of the way... and the bridge, well even though I can't see the bridge, I know it is still there. And one day you'll step over the halfway mark and then you'll have to just keep on walking.
CraniumJack said…
Yes. The one and the same. I'm sure it's still there . . . I remember the rules. Sometimes I wanted to keep om walking :-) ... and today I'm doing my best to find a river for my sons to escape to. Yesterday we were building dams at the near-by stream. It cost us nothing and was an entire afternoon of dam bulding - and busting.

Let me comment on your final point: "I've missed a hellava lot of busses for man who wants to roam" :-)
Steve said…
I think the days of deserted muddy crab colonised streams are gone. There are just too many people in the world. Unless you live off the beaten track, you won't find a stream without at least one troll waiting to pounce. Today's kids will find their "woodshed" somewhere on www.blogger.com and who's to say that their woodshed is not as good as ours.
Steve said…
Hey Clinto, what is your current email address? clint@shift.co.za doesn't seem to work anymore. Send me an email dork. Steve
CraniumJack said…
hey steve

you can email me clintb@aquaonline.com or Skype search "craniumjack".

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