Here are the answers from TOM ORANGE - wild musician and poet.
"Music has been central to me for most of my life. Words came later, and visual art later still. And most often I've experienced the mutual reinforcement of these interests through friends and colleagues in my/our various creative endeavors. For example, when I started writing poetry seriously, not only were most of my poet friends big music fans like me, but it seemed they knew a lot more about visual art than I did, so I felt I had some catching up to do in this area.
Specific interactions within creative processes themselves are a little trickier to pin down. I've never been that interested in, say, writing a poem about or inspired by a painting. A lot of my poetry, though, uses other writing as a starting point. I've never been terribly good at 'inspiration' to fill a blank page with language 'inside' me. I can't quite explain it, but some poems and poets, when I encounter them, trigger in me an immediate need to pick up pen and paper and literally start using their words in my own way: I start with their words and rearrange them, modify them and add to them in a kind of improvisation. If the process sustains itself long enough, I can end up with a chapbook's worth of poems.
For a while in my writing I was trying to do the kinds of things I was hearing in the music I was discovering and obsessing about at the time. But since giving up writing and focusing most of my creative energies on music, I've found I can now do some of the things I was hearing in the music myself. So language now seems very oblique, indirect and mediated. And more than a little beside the point.
I should also add that I've never been that interested in realistic representations of the world through art: I want art that makes new worlds and new things that we've never experienced before. Clark Coolidge, the poet I wrote my dissertation about, says it best: 'I want everything to come together. / And then I want it to all go away, / leaving behind one thing that was never / in the pile to begin with. / The world is not enough. I want something / else to appear.'
I am continually inspired and quite frequently blown away by the creative talents of my friends in the local experimental music scene here. When I was more active in poetry, I'd go to readings occasionally that were so good I felt I could throw away my pens and paper, quit writing poetry and be completely fine with it knowing that someone else was doing work that good. Likewise with the music scene today. As I often tell folks, I know I've seen a good set when what I'm hearing and seeing makes me want to start, like, five new bands, or otherwise gives me ideas for stuff I can try myself. And then there are also those occasional shows that, again, make me think I should just sell my gear and live happily knowing that such music exists courtesy of someone else!
Here's an excerpt from a 21-part serial poem, written through the kind of process described above:
http://dusie.org/orange.html
first
source the seed then sunk, a safe built taste to trunk or heave,
pressed against and folded in turns, a table widened out of flat draft
sought first, joining traces in filament burst, troughed particular,
engines a dust"
Thanks so much, Tom! Soon, more thoughts from Mitchell Ribis, Jose Luna, Roman J Leyva and more!