Ah, if you could dance all that you've just said, then I'd understand.
The heart of creativity is an experience of the mystical union; the heart of the mystical union is an experience of creativity.
The Artist's Way is a spiritual journey, a pilrimage home to the self.
Anger is meant to be acted on. It is not meant to be acted out. Anger points the direction. We are meant to use anger as fuel to take the actions we need to move where our anger points us. With a little thought, we can usually translate the message that our anger is sending us.
As an experienced artist, I carry my work like a secret pregnancy. I am always aware of inner life and the need to protect it.
Taking the time to write in our lives gives us the time of our lives. As we describe our environments, we begin to savor them. Even the most rushed and pell-mell life begins to take on the patina of being cherished.
Survival lies in sanity, and sanity lies in paying attention. . . the capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention.
For the very reason that we expect things to be good and beautiful, they won't be. In genuine spirituality, we don't look for bliss.
You see something for the first time, you experience something for the first time, you feel something for the first time, it's much harder. I think that it's painful, but at the same time I think it should be the way to experience the world.
I remember three- and four-week-long snow days, and drifts so deep a small child, namely me, could get lost in them. No such winter exists in the record, but that's how Ohio winters seemed to me when I was little - silent, silver, endless, and dreamy.
We are still struggling with people who don't feel comfortable going into museums. As a visual artist I ask how artists can be part of enacting a change.