I am rebooting my blog. This will be a place for thinking out loud about process and creativity. I want to write about what it means to live a creative life, which is not necessarily to be a professional artist, but is more about being present to one’s own daily existence. I hope this will be a place for conversations with other artists, creators and inspiring people, both contemporaries and predecessors. And I also want it to be a record of my personal inspirations, to share them with others. The etymology of the word “inspiration” comes from “to breathe in.” There’s so much to breathe in!
Right now it’s a rainy day and I’m listening to Alfred Schnittke’s Psalms of Repentance (strange, ethereal, grand) and totally inhaling Mary Oliver’s book of essays, Upstream. I love the way she talks about Walt Whitman’s “metaphysical curiosity” and “the oracular tenderness with which he viewed the world.” Oliver is no stranger to the big picture herself. “Something is wrong, I know it,” she says, “if I don’t keep my attention upon eternity.” And:
“Do you think there is anything not attached by its unbreakable cord to everything else?” Nuff said.