“Something’s shifted in me.”
“The world is not the same anymore. And so my priorities aren’t either.”
“How will you move forward?” she asks.
“I don’t know. I know art will always be a significant part of my life, but it’s not going to be the same. I mean, I can’t see myself caring for, say, a Honda commercial when our lives are going to change forever. Everything we know as a given is going to be flipped on its head.”
“You make it sound like a tsunami’s going to hit.”
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A salute to 9AM’ers.
A salute to the sea of Rush.
Walking in the opposite direction, an ocean of people part like I was Noah.
Bubble headphones and white wiring entertain the mind from Here and Now.
Heads bobbing, feet shuffling, right then left.
Coffee in left hand, phone in right
Rushing. Late. Almost late.
Do you see me?
Women with two bags full
Shirt for summer, layers for autumn, jacket for winter breeze that follows.
Completely prepared for the “possible rain” but quite oblivious to this moment Now.
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I’ve been in therapy for over 10 years, and with 2 different therapists I can safely say my feet are planted on the ground. Sometimes cemented. Thank God for childlike hearts in my life who keep my wings alive.
No matter how much I try, I can’t remember too much of my childhood. I rely on other people’s stories to remind me where I was, what I did, what I said, what happened.
In Australia, I wanted to be American. In America, I hold tight in keeping the Ozzie in me alive.
I wish I could do it all.
There’s a rumbling inside, I keep carving at the ice anticipating a shape will emerge.
Missed any? Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4?
A solitary genius is easy to understand, but dozens of them, in a space of two generations? What made the Renaissance era one of the most creatively explosive times in our history?
Prosperity, which provided money and markets to support art
Peace, which provided the stability to seek artistic and philosophical progress
Freedom, which liberated artists from stage or religious control
Social mobility, which allowed talented poor people to enter the arts
The paradigm thing, which brought new perspectives and mediums that created a wave of originality and expression.
The Talent Code: Greatness Isn’t Born. It’s Grown. Here’s How.
by Daniel Coyle
Dad went into a coma for 3 days and then he died.
On his final day of normal life, he got himself a haircut.
When he was conscious, he asked mom for forgiveness.
Nurses had to turn him over every day to prevent warts.
Dad stayed connected to a breathing machine even though he was unconscious.
This was the first death nearest to me. I had no idea what was to follow.
Be true to yourself.
Make each day your masterpiece.
Drink deeply from good books.
Build a shelter against a rainy day.
Make friendship a fine art.
Give thanks for your blessings.
Pray for guidance every day.
John Wooden (“Wizard of Westwood”)
American basketball player and legendary coach
He says he’s going to stop his Art.
He’s going to let his life’s work go, since the political purpose that has now taken over this country, like a UFO.
These last 2 weeks have been like a UFO, suspended from the ground, us civilians looking up with question-marked faces.
He’s going to stop it all.
It’s stumped me.
I’m not sure how to respond.
Art will change, life will change, restrictions will be made for the ethnically birthed and ethnically inclined. Always has, always will.
But, stop your purpose?
Like, put on the breaks and with all your might
Turn the wheel to the opposite direction?
Spin the car to the left or right, just definitely not straight anymore.
Go off-road like, stop-stop?
This man is talented.
This man is much needed in our industry.
This man has a future.
But Trump has trumped that.
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