"This work is unlike any other, in its range of rich, conjuring imagery and its dexterity, its smart voice. Carroll-Hackett doesn’t spare us—but doesn’t save us—she draws a blueprint of power and class with her unflinching pivot: matter-of-fact and tender." —Jan Beatty

Posts tagged ‘growing’

Quarantine Prompt a Day <3 Growing

21 March 2020

Make art about growing, about growth, especially growing through difficult circumstances. 

growth

 

Quarantine Prompt a Day <3 Emergence

19 March 2020

The jonquils in my yard have emerged, blooming like glory. I was struck while outside this morning, this first day of spring, with a kind of surreal awe at the beautiful constancy of this mother planet.

Even as we’re surrounded with fear or panic, which as a species we’ve seen again and again over millennia–famine, war, plague 😦 — even in the darkest days, there is the arrival of beauty. 

Make art about what’s emerging. 

jonquil emerging

Sometimes The Day Is The Poem <3

Just like fire.

Daily Prompt Love <3 That Step

6 March 2019 

Make art about the next step. 

next step

Daily Prompt Love <3 Seeking Solace

26 July 2017

The world is in so much pain right now, so much anger, so much fear. If I am not mindful, that collective despair will weigh down on my back, settle ’round my shoulders like a yoke, until it chokes me, and I am become part of the problem, rather than doing what I think I should–choosing light, choosing peace, choosing Love–doing all that I can to be a force for compassion and Love in this world. So I have to make sure that I care for myself, body and spirit. I personally seek solace in the natural world, in my garden.

It reminds me, daily, that we are made not from our successes, but from the narrative of learning embodied in failure, every lush, red tomato now the product of years on my knees, learning, lessons gifted by seeds that did not germinate, rain that did not fall, soil that wasn’t ready, woodlings that wandered in and ate the fruit, reminders of my rent being due, for sharing this space.

Reward, and humility, in equal share, mistakes and losses, the cost of carelessness, the reminder that I own no space alone in my time on this planet, reside always in the garden. But even more, for me, in that small space, dwells possibility. Even in the darkest winter months, I imagine what will come, with spring. I find solace in the garden’s persistent gift, the imagining of an unimaginable future.

Make art about where you find solace. 

abundabce

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