Daily Prompt Love <3 Fixing What's Broken
So in the last few months, I’ve experienced a broken pipe, a broken arm, and broken car.
Make art about fixing what’s broken.

So in the last few months, I’ve experienced a broken pipe, a broken arm, and broken car.
Make art about fixing what’s broken.

1 Marc h 2017
My mama had all kinds of sayings, repeated enough that we called them Mamalisms. Thinking on those today, especially what she had to say about courage.
“You have to have the courage of your convictions.”
“Courage doesn’t mean you’re not afraid. Courage means being afraid, and doing it anyway.”
“Sometimes you’re gonna find, when it’s what’s right, you have to be strong enough to stand even if it means people won’t like you.”
‘People tend to think of courage being loud, but more often than not, real courage is quiet, and goes unnoticed, just people doing the right thing, the thing their conscience tells them is what needs to be done.”
“Sometimes, you have to not only be brave for yourself, but brave for others. To whom much is given, much is expected. If you have the resources to fight on someone else’s behalf, someone weaker or less equipped than you, then you have a responsibility to do that.”
I think of how often she fed people, took people in, or how she took care of her patients in her job as a nurse, especially quietly explaining to our young parish priest, why he was not only wrong, but defying God, when he admonished her, saying that she should not be caring for AIDS patients back in the 80s.
When I write those final lines, I don’t want to think I wish I’d had more courage.
Make art about daily acts of courage, about being willing to defy expectations or criticism to do what you think is right.

26 February 2017
Make art about monsters of our own making

27 February 2017
Make art about everyday magic.

Overslept, so it’s late, but it’s here.
Make art about having to explain something, about providing an explanation, about the image below.

These last few months, the upheaval, uncertainty, not only in the world at large, but in my own life, with the loss of my sister, knocked me back on my heels a bit. Things–actions–activism–I knew I had to do took over, but now I feel I have found a rhythm, found my feet, and so much of what I’ve worked through, thought through, clarified for myself in these last weeks, has been about what I will not surrender.
Art is at the heart of what I refuse to surrender, making it, sharing it, learning from it, from those with the courage to make it. Nope. No amount of fear-mongering will move me to abandon the making, or the makers.
Make art about what you will not surrender.

1/10/2017
“…darkness is but a ghost of an idea, the least
remembered, most estranged prayer, and your fear

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