middle grade state of mind
closet freedom
breathing blossoming skeleton
getting stuck in
the uses of joy
I have a piece in the Chronicle this week about the lovely work Conspire Theatre is doing with women in prison. The great surprise to me was how much of what they do is about lightness and joy, and how aboslutely essential that turns out to be.
fly to London stat
It even manages to show a print by Albrecht Dürer in the same section of the show where kids dress up as witches, and make this juxtaposition quite natural and effective. The Dürer print portrays a witch riding a goat, her back to the animal's head as it flies through the air.
lost
In my experience, as someone who hikes and is easily confused, there are three kinds of lost:
1. Off the path. in my case this is usually accidental. Scary.
2. On the path, but no idea where this path is going.
3. _Is_ this a path?
in my life right now I think I am the #3 kind of lost.
At Wild Basin right now, hiking, it's #2.
totems
Monthly posts, apparently.
So at the Blanton again today seeing the Francisco Matto exhibit for the second time. It got me thinking about totems--his are weirdly thrilling for such simple things. The wall cards talked abut totems in general as "objects that serve as material links to spiritual realms." Maybe these actually do.
I want to think more about totems so I put this here as a placeholder to remind me.