I would hurl words into this darkness and wait for an echo, and if an echo sounded, no matter how faintly, I would send other words to tell, to march, to fight, to create a sense of hunger for life that gnaws in us all. -R. Wright
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
Simplicity's Line
Simplifying is a good thing. If it's possible, it's usually good. Why do with more when you could do with less? The less clutter the more you can see, and this applies to numerous settings. But I wonder- where is the line with simplification? Chosen minimalism often implies a gratitude and respect for resources, and for that it is admirable. But sometimes, the frivolous extras are the spice of life! Sometimes, the superfluities are what show our unique personality and style that exceeds mere practicality or functionality.
In the cleansing process of simplification- whether it be in our homes, our clothes, our minds or our obligations- At what point are we ridding ourselves of the details that actually color our world? When does simplification move from being a healthy reduction of clutter, to the stripping of expression?
In the cleansing process of simplification- whether it be in our homes, our clothes, our minds or our obligations- At what point are we ridding ourselves of the details that actually color our world? When does simplification move from being a healthy reduction of clutter, to the stripping of expression?
Monday, April 30, 2012
Dust
How do things become dusty so suddenly? Not just the books in the corner of my room, but also the goals and ideas in the corner of my mind. Ideas are either whirlwinds of opulent inspiration, or fabulous dust-collectors.
If:
If our supposed social ideals were corruption, destruction, and death, do you think then the news might emphasize stories of brotherhood, growth, and health?
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