Paul Simon in the news today – He wrote a great song in the 1960’s – ‘Sound of Silence’
Does Silence have a sound – Well it does for me – It’s when Awareness can be apparent and what could be more important than being aware .. Of Onself, Of Consciouness
Some quotes jumps out at me
Hello darkness, my old friend, I’ve come to talk with you again…”
With my ‘self-friend’ I can reflect
People talking without speaking / People hearing without listening…
Lovely to be able to talk/commune with speaking and hear, just hear
Good question. Silence doesn’t make me nervous. Lack of silence maybe. But then there is never a lack of silence. It’s always there unless it filled in. Less filling may be good.
First real album I ever bought or that I’d admit to having bought 🙂 –
Some great songs –
‘Lovely Rita’ – How come the beatles knew my mother?
‘When I’m sixty four’ – Used to be on the other side of that!
‘Getting better’ – Everytime – Hopefully true – Still trying
‘Strawberry fields for ever’ – Have visited those fields – Lovely
‘With a little help from my friends’ – We all need that
A day in the life – “woke up, got out of bed, dragged a comb across my head” – (No point these days) – Made my way downstairs and had a cup and looking up I noticed I was late …” A day in the life!! – James Joyce made a good book about that
We get to that piece of art and the rest of that great song soon
If Murakami can use song lyrics as inspiration then it should be good enough for me too
I do have further comments to make on ‘Does Art help’
There is no doubt here that Art helps – Whether admiring a piece in a gallery or creating oneself. For a while I kept a journal of artistic activities – That could be visit to cinema, gallery, play or creating a piece of pottery – Seems so important to insert these sort of activities into a daily life – Have done some drawing and painting and even pottery classes over last 3 years or more – Time to create some of my own work – Project for summer … if weather would only improve. As the wise one said there is no bad weather only bad equipment – 2 days writing – That’s an artistic endeavour – Will try to keep it all going
Quoting from a famous Talking Heads song in mind – From 1980
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack And you may find yourself in another part of the world And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife And you may ask yourself, “Well, how did I get here?”
Needing to write … The fingers can express what voice can’t sometimes
Nearly 2 years since last post here
Nearly 10 years since last chemo session – That bit over For now.
Over a year since last CT – Messes with your head!
Nearly about to retire completely – Have been retired but keeping a finger in for last few years. Well hanging up the old keyboard and mouse next week. Long career in IT, Long time working, Longer than most I suspect.
So how did I get here? – To be honest – I will be writing about that soon – At present thinking about how am I going to get there (wherever that might be) – Haven’t read over much of earlier posts but know there was talk of art, philosophy, writing and that is how it will continue.
Mr Shiloh left a few weeks ago and still crying for him – He did as he was meant to and got me thru’ a cancer journey. Need to figure the rest out without him.
Over a year since I posted – Despite my aspiration to do some craretive writing. Lost a long time friend (we had been close friends since school) To cancer what else. In June ….
End of June I went to a gig (Vigar St for those who know it). Noted the following the next day ….
Had a lovely evening yesterday Patti Smith Amazing woman and concert – Saw Paul there – During the gig had to go to bathroom upstairs – A stranger – a young woman crossed me on stairs and saw I was struggling a bit – She asked if I was ok – Told her ok just catching my breath – ‘hate dat’ she said and gave me a big hug – Lovely encounter The power of a hug from a stranger is great – Even just a smile can make a difference – Think Lilly (School of Philosophy) spoke to us a few years ago in class about ´random acts of kindness’ That was one such act – Be kind to each other
Posted a few days ago about Art and how it might help. Was thinking along the lines of helping during a cancer adventure but also how it helps after that adventure. And now, also thinking outside of cancer and how it can help with life in general.
I was chatting(Texting with a close friend yesterday evening. This friend is going through the horrors and rigours of chemotherapy at present. I can get it …
I texted to this friend “Sometimes think we are all blessed with artistic talents but without recognition and cultivation these talents rarely flourish We need to cultivate even the slightish inkling of artistic inclinations”
And then ,
“Go to the art galleries Join the art classes Read the literature Write in the blank page or screen Let yourself loose on the paper with pen or pencil Never leave a canvas clear of paint”
Add to that – Go to the concerts – Listen to the Music – Read and speak aloud the poetry -Write your own poetry –
Lots of other Arts not mentioned – Am not finished with this subject
Who would say reading doesn’t help. Certainly not me who has been avidly reading since I learned to (At least sixty years ago). Doesn’t everyone read and read and read and read ,,, Thinking of my NZ cousins
Couple of books on my bed when I come up tonight – Have delved into both of them earleir today – A Buddhist book (Mind in Harmony) and a Fiction by (recently deceased) Cormac M’Carthy ‘The Passenger ‘ Both worth continuing – In competition with some YouTube videos on learning Beatles songs on guitar — Choices .. Choices. — The Bane of our lives .. Reading should win out .. Of course it should – Does it? Another blog post …….
My Canoe Trip 