try to find
(let alone follow)
the threaded and woven possibilities
settled in among
the soft clusterings
of a day
of a minute
of a moment
object #4 and random pics
16 hours ago
Monday, January 16, 2012
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No kidding! All those intersections of twig and fate!! I close my eyes and navigate by feel. How do you decide whether to turn right or left or force ahead?
Oh yes. This actually made me a bit anxious in its honesty, every moment, a choice. How do we do it?
Just watched a doc on a man who has aspberger's syndrome and is an artist , highly detailed to represent his reality- "a thicket of noise" he calls it. You thicket looks calm, and quiet, Snow has a way of doing that.
reya - i navigate by feel would be exactly how i work my way through all of this. no book, no words, no signposts really tell the whole story of what's right or wrong and definitely not which direction to take!! steven
valerianna - it's a mystery to me sort of like breathing. steven
linda sue - yep - a thicket of noise . . . my classroom feels like that but i can tell the difference between a good and useful creative thicket and a wall of diconnected noise. steven
the need to slow, more and more, to strip, to reduce, to become less and thereby become more (but less, but less). this is the work, isn't it?
xo
erin
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