The reason behind this blog is to allow my thinking in performance making, writing, teaching, interdisciplinary creative practice, art-science collaboration, ethnography, poetry, parenting, and other things, to travel around, go where it wants, hopefully have a life.
We’ll start with a poem written by my 5 year old daughter:
in a tinier house
big wobbly mountainy knees
plants but not stinging nettle
a big mess but not really
really, it was nice
And then note came along
and then pen came along
and then paper made paper and all the fairies drew pictures
and then picture came along and made a picture of the house,
a meadow just flowers and the tiniest view.
At the moment I’m quite interested in the relationship between micro and macro, the fold between specific located worlds of everyday practice and the drift of thinking if you take your lens out further, so thanks Elena Holdaway for this gift of a beginning.