Recently I began feeling like a sculptor. I suck at ceramics, but hear me out. Sometimes when I write I feel like I am not creating an idea, rather giving an already-created idea a space for expression. Molding an idea that already exists out of its amorphous surroundings.
In a previous post (link here), I wrote about how when I drew a picture of the monkey on my daughter's puzzle, the pic carried with it the life of the monkey. I could feel the original monkey’s personality conveyed through my duplicate drawing. It was an internal feeling that I can’t put to words, … Continue reading Art
This past Sunday, I left crayons on my beach towel which was sitting on my lawn in the sun. A few hours later, I saw they had melted. "Gosh," I thought, "my beloved Jumbo crayons which I've been using for my newfound drawing hobby. I will miss them dearly!" I will be ordering new ones … Continue reading When Life Gives You Melted Crayons…
There is this concept in Judaism that an image of G-d cannot be made. G-d is beyond physical attributes, and when physical descriptions are used in the Bible, they are meant as metaphors to facilitate human understanding. For example, when it says He took the Israelites out of slavery "with an outstretched arm." So too, … Continue reading A Soul Cannot Be Seen
There is an ongoing conversation regarding the detriment of cutting art and music from schools. I have another reason to add to this: Not only do art and music expand our overall intelligence and appreciation for the world, but they can be crucial outlets for mental health. Speaking for myself, along with writing, I have … Continue reading TBT: The Healing Power of Teaching Art and Music in School