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Posts tagged ‘time’

Daily Prompt Love Catch-Up! <3 Eleven Brand New Prompts!

2 March 2018

Make art that’s a study in black & white.

black and white

3 March 2018

Make art inspired by a classified ad.

classified ads

4 March 2018

Make art about consent.

consent-1

5 March 2018

Make art about rebirth.

rebirth

6 March 2018

Make art about what’s lost.

lost

7 March 2018

Make art about what’s found.

found

8 March 2018

Make art by reenvisioning a set of directions.

directions

9 March 2018

Make art about waiting for the storm.

storm

10 March 2018

Make art about an apology.

apology

11 March 2018

Cherokee, as well as a number of other indigenous languages, has no past or future verb tenses, only present tense.

Make art about living in the present. Or about how language shapes time.

language

12 March 2018

Make art about what lightens your heart.

light heart

Daily Prompt Catch-Up! 12 New Prompts!

12 February 2018

The world today desperately needs tenderness. Make art about acts of tenderness, tender hands.

tenderness

13 February 2018

Make art about losing time.

losing time

14 February 2018

Make art about feeling fragmented.

fragment

15 February 2018

Make art about the weight of grieving.

grieving

16 February 2018

Make art about righteous anger.

anger

17 February 2018

Make art about what shines.

Lotus flower

18 February 2018

Make art about the betrayal of children, betraying a child’s trust.

betraying children

19 February 2018

Make art about what patriotism means to you.

patriotism

20 February 2018

Make art about who watches over you.

watching over

21 February 2018

Make art about working toward the answer.

answer

22 February 2018

Make art about the revolution.

revolution

23 February 2018

“And a little child shall lead them.”- Isaiah 11:6 Make art inspired by this. 

child shall lead

 

Daily Prompt Love <3 Another Time

25 May 2017

Been reading and thinking a lot lately about vintage sewing, about work done by hands in the countless generations before me. 

Make art about feeling connected to something from another era, another time. Reveal this connection through a specific daily process or specific object. 

 

Daily Prompt Love <3 Where Would You Go?

27 April 2017

Make art about time travel.

time travel

Daily Prompt Love <3 When It Stopped

Make art about when the clock stopped. 

clock-stopped

Weekend Prompt Love <3

11/5/2016

Make art about turning around, going back.

turning-around

 

11/6/2016

Make art about slipping away.

sand-fingers

 

Daily Prompt <3 Your Singing Place

Happy National Poetry Month! 

The Singing Place

 by Lily Long

Cold may lie the day,
         And bare of grace;
At night I slip away
         To the Singing Place.
A border of mist and doubt
         Before the gate,
And the Dancing Stars grow still
         As hushed I wait.
Then faint and far away
         I catch the beat
In broken rhythm and rhyme
         Of joyous feet,—
Lifting waves of sound
         That will rise and swell
(If the prying eyes of thought
         Break not the spell),
Rise and swell and retreat
         And fall and flee,
As over the edge of sleep
         They beckon me.
And I wait as the seaweed waits
         For the lifting tide;
To ask would be to awake,—
         To be denied.
I cloud my eyes in the mist
         That veils the hem,—
And then with a rush I am past,-—
         I am Theirs, and of Them!
And the pulsing chant swells up
         To touch the sky,
And the song is joy, is life,
         And the song am I!
The thunderous music peals
         Around, o’erhead-
The dead would awake to hear
         If there were dead;
But the life of the throbbing Sun
         Is in the song,
And we weave the world anew,
         And the Singing Throng
Fill every corner of space—-
Over the edge of sleep
         I bring but a trace
Of the chants that pulse and sweep
         In the Singing Place.
Make art about your singing place. 
birds and krishna

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