One.
Make real things.
Make human things.
Make things with stone
and wood and words,
with music and metal and pixels.
But make them real.
Make things that move people
without manipulating them.
Make things that are
difficult, things that make you
sweat and pace and crumple and start over.
Make things that scare you,
that make you laugh.
Have you ever made a thing
so delightful that
you clapped your hands?
Try to make one of those.
Make human things
for real people –
you know who I mean,
the ones with bodies,
wet and complicated and
birthed by this planet
but with just enough brain
that always we’re flying
to the stars and pulling gods
down to the dirt.
Two.
Have you heard the marvellous tale of Dancing Miranda and her friend Ski Jump Jones?
If you have, could you please share it with me in the comments?
Three.
Metric are a good band to listen to sometimes. How about for the next 10½ minutes?
Make sure to dream about something tonight. It will be useful for tomorrow’s FIELD GUIDE.
Grow slowly
Jeff
I love this poem you wrote so much. Thank you for the refocus.
“Make things with stone
and wood and words,
with music and metal and pixels.” Hey! How about a little love for paper, pens, and paint? Ha. Point well taken and appreciated, though. As Bruce Springsteen sang, we need a little of that human touch.