This week we love….things that will stoke our creative fires, and keep us dreaming, planning, and creating all through this autumn season.
“An artist’s duty, as far as I’m concerned, is to reflect the times. … and at this crucial time in our lives, when everything is so desperate, when every day is a matter of survival, I don’t think you can help but be involved.”
~ Nina Simone, explaining in an interview why she started writing political songs.
Raw. Gritty. Unflinching. Honest. Full of her voice, which “sometimes sounds like gravel, and sometimes sounds like coffee and cream.”
The director of What Happened, Miss Simone? combed through thousands of hours of archived interviews in order to let Nina tell her own story—and she doesn’t hold back. There is something to be said for standing alone and brave in honesty, and perhaps that is the reason why this film haunted me.
Messy Nessy Chic feels like a digital scrap book. Full of vintage-feeling photos and interesting tidbits curated from around the Internet (“Documenting Africa’s Old Cinemas” and Elvis Presley’s 8,000 calorie, peanut butter, jelly and bacon sandwich being just two), it is one of the most interesting virtual destinations around. Be prepared to get lost down the rabbit hole.
This extended version of Debussy’s Clair de Lune.
I had forgotten about this song until it came up again on my radar at some point this week. “Clair de Lune” translates roughly into “by the light of the moon” and I love how the piano sounds like a river of moonlight descending.
This song best served at night with a big cup of tea (or beverage of your choice) and a good book. Enjoy by a window.
This poem, found here:
Sometimes, you need the ocean light,
and colors you’ve never seen before
painted through an evening sky.
Sometimes you need your God
to be a simple invitation,
not a telling word of wisdom.
Sometimes you need only the first shyness
that comes from being shown things
far beyond your understanding,
so that you can fly and become free
by being still and by being still here.
And then there are times you need to be
brought to ground by touch
and touch alone.
To know those arms around you
and to make your home in the world.
just by being wanted.
To see those eyes looking back at you,
as eyes should see you at last,
seeing you, as you always wanted to be seen,
seeing you, as you yourself
had always wanted to see the world.
– David Whyte
©2012 Many Rivers Press
There is just something about Whyte’s poetry that seems to create more space in between my ribs. It is a long, deep contented sigh, an ocean as far as you can see, someone you love saying I love you back.
Traveling vicariously to Frida Kahlo‘s Mexico.
Seeing the pictures of where she painted and the house she lived in—awash in vibrant, almost-hurts-to-look-at-color—immediately fills my well. She had so much to say, and she said it so beautifully, so ferociously.
What are some of the things you go to when you need inspiration—what movies do you watch, what music do you listen to, what trails do you wander?
Have a wonderful weekend, wherever you are.