Combining the diverging modes of playfulness with a more serious convergent way of being. Try not to fall into the trap of thinking that these states are absolute. All this from a serious professional adult who is, at times, playful.
I picked up this pretty acclaimed book (it has a Canada Reads award) on the recommendation of my lovely mother. Loved it for its historical fiction and for the questions it raises. The issue of how difficult it is to deem events good or bad, because of the unforeseen opportunities and tragedies they open, is explored along with what it feels like to work really hard to come back to a dream and find it different than remembered. The other theme that I liked having the opportunity to think about as I read this novel was the community of black people imported to North America and how they worked to cope/survive within the system of abuse. This was a window into a world I could never access in such a personal way. Aminata Diallo was a very real person as I read, -abated an exceptional one.
As I meandered on the topic of this book I found an archival site on the history of Black Loyalists in Canada where you can actually read The Book of Negro as it was recorded in 1783. There's also tons of related information on these sites. Pretty cool way to bring the details of history to life!
Many thanks to my wonderful friend who connected the dots for me this week by sending me a link to Andy Goldsworthy's Art. I had seen some of his books previous and admired his beautifully inspired natural installations but never paused long enough to investigate. Believe it or not, I'm pretty sure one of his books nudged the idea for my large scale sand mandala's into reality. I just love the idea of creating something with what nature provides. Its free (!) and remains out there for the world to enjoy if they come across it.
As part of my investigation, I came across a video clip of Andy describing how working on his projects helps him reconnect with himself and awakens a sense of amazement.
Listening to the birds in this clip reminds me why I love spending time in the woods and how important and creative thoughts are able to simmer on the backburner while a person is engaged in this manner. Remembering those feelings leads me to conclude that part of why I'm fascinated by Andy's art has got to somehow be connected with what Richard Louv is witnessing is his book, Last Child in the Woods.
I'd love to hear from any, and everyone of you as to your own experiences of nature and your thoughts on its connection with creativity and connectivity. Cheers!
I'm a young person intent on learning about the world and thinking about the the way things are. It turns out that I like writing about books as a way to remember them. I also really like making things but often don't get around to it. This is where I'll post these notes to myself, and where I'm keeping other cool ideas I come across on the net. Please feel welcome to enter into the conversation. However, as this is more of a personal record then hot point social commentary, say it nice or don't say anything at all.
