All that encompasses the creative mind and body, courage, love, beauty, and fear, is our draw to what feels safe, secure, or enticing as the horizon line of change and chance. It is our inherent pull to be storytellers, that feeds our desire toward the bigger world: myths, traditions, and the unknown human psyche. Our creative prowess to create the new, and covet the old we stand upon. Through courage, we navigate the equanimity of beauty and the ugly: an indexical signifier of living one’s life. It is the creative endeavor that documents our doings, love, destruction, and its opposite terrains. It is through the creative mind, we build our way, of splintered paths, and mazes.
This, this desired dream.
This.
This here.
Me.