The space between
A Dawning, a Dusking ...
The immanent threshold
Crossing ... to what?
The moment is calling you
to pay ... exquisite ... attention
"The whole is greater
than the sum of its parts."
Where do new ideas come from?
How do we encourage the creative process?
Is there one right way to be a creative person?
What part does discipline play in creative practice?
How important is education and training and skill development?
What should we do when we are stalled?
So many questions ...
are there any answers
or should I simply hold and honour the question as part of the creative process?
This song was written to honour those in Newton, Connecticut, USA.
I made gold angels to remember those who died.
We all find ways to remember;
to express our longing for a better world.
Let's pray for peace ...
within our selves;
within our families;
within our neighbourhoods;
within our cities and towns;
in our world.
Peace begins with each one of us deciding
not to react with anger or violence;
not to entertain or spread gossip;
not to harbour grudges;
not to persevere with vengeance.
Let's swap our anger for compassion.
Let's ask for blessings on those who hurt us.
I am a doll-maker; a doll interpreter; a doll activist, perhaps, using this medium to reflect on the human condition.