The summer is here full force. Clothing is light; daylight hours long. I am learning to work slowly, to move gently in the heat.
I am also, finally, making masks for myself and my family.
Don't know about you but this past week I have been almost useless. The US surge in virus brought back the “can’t look away” feeling of a slow-motion car crash. I hovered on news outlets. I hungered for the unavailable resolution, the way I used to shake the Magic 8 ball as a kid, when I wanted a different answer to appear.
Now I am inching forward again. Small goals. Small steps. “Little and often makes much. “ I need that truth right now.
Music helps. Quiet music like cool water soothes and liberates. Rhythm, melody, carry me back from the edge.
Do you have a playlist you’d recommend? Let me know, please.
The other gift is regular company. My group, Art Together, provides focus and welcome company. I started the group when the lockdown started. It just seemed like art time together was a gift i could give. In fact, it’s a gift for me too. Even when I come to a session unfocused, some alchemy happens. Work happens. Worries recede. Hands create.
Art Together meets Sundays 3-5. It’s drop-in and free.
Here’s some of the work folks have done in our hours together. Really I should rename the group “Any Art On-line.” Draw, cut, glue, print, stitch, paint. Just come. Relax. Make art.
Art. A port in the storm. A boat to travel on, together.
“My faith in the world of art is intense but not irrational or naïve. Art invites us to take the journey beyond price, beyond costs into bearing witness to the world as it is and as it should be. Art invites us to know beauty and to solicit it from even the most tragic of circumstances. - ”