And when you sing you need to get the notes rights. When you draw a house it should look like a house. With specific requirements on which we’re being graded. We‘re being taught how to draw or how to sing. From a young age, the link between creativity and art is made. The education in creativity we do get is always in relation to being artistic. ![]() If you’ve never watched it or wanna watch it again go here: Do Schools Kill Creativity? Apparently, it’s a subject close to all our hearts! Sir Ken Robinson has given an inspiring TedTalk on the subject titled ‘Do Schools Kill Creativity?’ It’s one of the most popular TedTalks ever. In most school programs, it’s all the way at the bottom of the agenda. The sad thing is that nurturing creativity is not very high on the priority lists of the people who design our education systems. It’s a gift we all received when we took our first breath. The assumption that creativity is only for the artists among us is a misconception.Ĭreativity is innate to us all. You can be very creative and never touch a paintbrush or sing a note. Creativity can show up in many areas of your life. Or rather the insight that it’s actually not. One of the interesting things that surfaced was the assumption that being creative is related to being an artist. We talked about our relationship with creativity, memories and emotions around being creative, assumptions and misconceptions and creativity scars. “There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.The other day I was teaching a photography workshop with a deep focus on creativity. And then it allows us to laugh, allows us to show wit. I love it for what it does for us, how it allows us to explain the pain and the glory, the nuances and delicacies of our existence. I’m trying to see how it can really sound. “When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am, who we are, what we’re capable of, how we feel, how we lose and stand up, and go on from darkness into darkness. They get in your rugs, in your upholstery, and your clothes, and finally in to you.” Some day we’ll be able to measure the power of words. You must be careful, careful about calling people out of their names, using racial pejoratives and sexual pejoratives and all that ignorance. This morning I found sand in my shoe and a seashell in my pocket. We made satisfying small talk and laughed. ![]() “I dreamt we walked together along the shore. “Poetry puts starch in your backbone so you can stand, so you can compose your life.” “Living well is an art that can be developed: a love of life and ability to take great pleasure from small offerings and assurance that the world owes you nothing and that every gift is exactly that, a gift.” “If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform a million realities.” “To those who have given up on love: I say, “Trust life a little bit.” For now though, from my scrolling through quotations on Goodreads, here are some more which really move me that I wanted to share with you. I would really like to read more poetry and the memoirs of this ‘phenomenal’ woman in the very near future. I definitely think Barack Obama was on the money when he described her earlier as the ‘brightest light’. I guess they just don’t hold as much substance for me as they would coming from the lips, or the quell, of someone like Maya Angelou. I would write most ‘inspirational’ figures off as phoney and the sorts of things you see plastered on Facebook walls, as much as I also admire this woman in question, but I would call them Marilyn Monroe-isms. Upon further research, I unearthed information about her life, such as she made her living as a private dancer and was raped at the age of seven, this just further makes me in awe of the messages she brought to the world and how she dug herself from this subjugation. Such a powerful and resonating way to describe music and what it meant and means to me. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness,” which imprinted her name into my mind for always. It was the quotation, “Music was my refuge. I first heard of her name when I was 17 years old and researching inspirational quotes of all things, it goes without saying her works were there. I was saddened today to hear of the death of a truly astonishing poet, a woman who has overcome deep oppression and risen, always risen, Maya Angelou.
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