Wednesday, March 24, 2021

 “It’s no metaphor to feel the influence of the dead in the world, just as it’s no metaphor to hear the radiocarbon chronometer, the Geiger counter amplifying the faint breathing of rock, fifty thousand years old. (Like the faint thump from behind the womb wall.) It’s no metaphor to witness the astonishing fidelity of minerals magnetized, even after hundreds of millions of years, pointing to the magnetic pole, minerals that have never forgotten magma whose cooling off has left them forever desirous. We long for place; but place itself longs. Human memory is encoded in air currents and river sediment.” Anne Michaels, Fugitive Pieces


Wednesday, March 10, 2021

"Pay attention. Be honest. Tell about it."  Mary Oliver

Sunday, March 7, 2021

 “Societies never know it, but the war of an artist with his society is a lover’s war...And he does at his best what lovers do, which is to reveal the beloved to himself and with that revelation to make freedom real.” James Baldwin from a 1962 essay "The Creative Process"

Friday, March 5, 2021

"When we commit to action, the universe comes to meet us in unforeseen and providential ways as though it holds the extra firestick needed to ignite the fire. It only does this once the leap into the unknown has been taken." Lucy Neal in Playing for Time: making art as if the world mattered 

Wednesday, March 3, 2021

“Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”
Howard Thurman

Sunday, February 28, 2021

 "The civilizing process sought to do away with two attributes that today are the cause of the terminal crisis being suffered: by the negation of the spirit and the destruction of nature. Both phenomena lie at the bottom of the malaise of modernity.
Sooner or later, every human being faces the challenge of recognizing their own spirit. Spirituality does not appear, except as a result of their confronting, not fleeing from, the world. It is the response of being ‘in front of the abyss’. Faced with the lack of logic or meaning of existence, faced with the incommensurability of the universe."
Victor M. Toledo in Resilience, 9/2020

Friday, February 12, 2021

"If you have looked hard at the manner of things, if you have surveyed the troubles of our time, and cannot discover a way forward, do not despair. Do better. Grieve: mount an altar to the sensuous feelings of loss that swim through you. In the stinging fumes that redden the eyes, you might partly recover a clear vision of where to go.

You might come to see that forward movement is no longer possible in these moments, and that the way to go was never forward anyway – but awk-ward: into the blackness of catacombs, into the shadows of sanctuary, into the riven cracks signed with the pen of the trickster, into the heat of compost, into the position of a prostrated man who knows that when the storm roars the thing to do is to be still. In that stillness, entire worlds churn."


Bayo Akomolafe

Friday, January 1, 2021

 “...stretches of a path might carry memories of a person just as a person might of a path.”

Robert Macfarlane in Ghostways