If you can watch this short and not want to fall madly and deeply in love, or not become overwhelmed at the power of love, then we probably can't be friends.
I watched this a few weeks back, and it hasn't left my heart since. I have been on a journey as of late, trying to find out what love actually is. Exploring things like how many kinds of love there are, how we react to it, why we react to it, all sorts of things really.
Somebody once told me that I am a creature of love. And I like that. Enjoy this video my friends...
I forgot how beautiful the song, 'Long Time Running" by the Hip is. It just crept into my playlist somehow this morning and it made me smile. It reminds me of doing dishes in my little basement apartment on Corydon. I had bought 2 cassette tapes earlier that day-Tragically Hip and Linda Ronstadt. (The oddity of the combo has not gone unnoticed).
I had a tiny ghetto blaster that my sister gave me that used to sit on the kitchen counter. I remember hitting rewind over and over listening to this song. Mhmmm, I know-you are there too....
"The consideration given to the work of professional artists has had the effect of conditioning the public, of creating a state of mind which makes it responsive only to the art displayed in museums and galleries or to art that depends on the same frame of reference, the same means of expression. Any works which, out of ignorance or obstinacy, depart from the accepted codes are given no more than a passing or condescending glance; or, at best, they are granted the status of a marginal art. Yet it may be that this is a misguided view. It may be that artistic creation, with all that it calls for in the way of free inventiveness, takes place at a higher pitch of tension in the nameless crowd of ordinary people than in the circles that think they have the monopoly of it. It may even be that art thrives in its healthiest form among these ordinary people, because practiced without applause or profit, for the maker’s own delight; and that the over-publicized activity of professionals produces merely a specious from of art, all too often watered down and doctored. If this were so, it is rather cultural art that should be described as marginal."
Man, it has been so long since I posted. This is a result of moving half way across the country...again. Also a mixture of buying a new house, starting my Masters in Curatorial Practices, and just trying to be a good wife and mother.
Lately I've been listening to a lot of great music, and although I generally share my faves on Facebook, I would rather use this medium to be able to talk about why they matter to me.
The latest song that's got me reelin' is Rich Aucoin's 'It'. This boy is a star. I had the privilege to see him in Nova Scotia at the Art Gallery of Nova Scotia's Young Patrons Circle fundraiser, ArtRising 2.0 (of which I was a committee member). I had heard of Rich, but never heard him. The show that he put on that night is one of my top 5 shows I have ever seen. He was engaging, smart, and FUN. I know that word is childish, but when the performer brings out a parachute (remember the ones from gym class?), and gets the audience to grab a corner and repeatedly wave it up and down while he sings in the middle, it is just plain fun.
His anthemic songs can't help but tug at your softer side-leaving you feeling positive about the world. There is no wonder he is taking the music world by storm. And deservedly so....
i just happened to have a wee chat with Mr. Aucoin and he advised that a trip to Winnipeg in 2012 is in the works.
Here's to the crazy ones.The misfits.The rebels.The trouble-makers...The ones who see things differently.They're not fond of rules...You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify, or vilify them.The only thing you can't do is ignore them.Because they change things.They push the human race forward.And while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world, are the ones who do.~ Jack Kerouac
