You've heard the expression "penny for your thoughts"?
Daily life can be spent fretting and gossiping over the daily minutae of problems and troubles. It's novel to be invited to give voice to your miracles and your oracles in a milieu that welcomes them.
No miracles to report yet? Make one and call it in later. Make believe that one just over the horizon is right here--describe that. Use your inspiration.
Simply call or text this number 504-484-9255 and share your "walking on water" charm. According to the original roots of the word, charm, they are powerful and poetic words, song, or verse. See what a Brothers Grimm said about the power of your charms.
The promise is at least one person will listen with believing ears to your charm.
While we delight in hearing your voice, you can also submit Soundcloud audio, YouTube or Vimeo or Facebook video, photograph, or written text of your charm here. Add brand-new charms as they roll in--as many as you wish.
This charm-gathering and -listening project is predicated on the winds of change for this autumn 2012. (We may or may not do this again next fall.)
We truly ARE exchanging a penny for your charm if you catch us live. (Sorry, it's too complicated to send you a penny online.)
FINE PRINT: While this is meant to be as ephemeral as a storm or season, your submission may be used in a "remix" compilation in the future. By participating, you grant permission to use your written, spoken, or sung words in a compilation or other derivative work. Please indicate your name and other contact information in your submission if you'd like attribution and credit. As well, you may always whisper your sweet charms anonymously.
"Once when I was younger I went out and sat under the sky and looked up and asked it to take me back. What I should have done was gone to the swamp and bog and ask them to bring me back because, if anything is, mud and marsh are the origins of life. Now I think of the storm that made chaos, that the storm opened a door. It tried to make over a world the way it wanted it to be. At school I learned that storms create life, that lightning, with its nitrogen, is a beginning; bacteria and enzymes grow new life from decay out of darkness and water. It’s into this that I want to fall, into swamp and mud and sludge and it seems like falling is the natural way of things; gravity needs no fuel, no wings. It needs only stillness and waiting and time."
Met Keith and Chanda this Thanksgiving; they brought over fresh alligator gumbo to share to Amelie’s house. They’d frozen their negatives immediately after Katrina. These haunting effects are the miraculous result. I’d categorize this as walking on water.
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Keith Calhoun and Chandra McCormick, Right to Return, River Road, NOLA Now!
Keith Calhoun and Chandra McCormick have spent most of their life living in and making documentary work about New Orleans. Both were born and raised in the Lower Ninth Ward, and much of their 30+ years of collaboration comes out of this shared community experience. Their archives, and the body of this work were tragically all too connected to the onslaught of Hurricane Katrina in New Orleans – though they had stored the work sealed tight and on high ground upon their evacuation, they returned to discover that flooding had destroyed nearly everything.
As the city recovered, so too did their work. Taking negatives from this damaged collection, Calhoun and McCormick have made a new body of work that literally captures the moment when the levees broke. In spite of the horrors of this event, the colorful and wordless abstraction of this process suggests a way forward, and a hope for the return of lost beauty.
Right to Return, River Road, NOLA Now! is curated by Shannon Brunette in partnership with L9 Center for the Arts in New Orleans.
A reception and toast with the artists will take place this Thursday, June 21, from 6 – 8 PM. Photo ID is required for entry.
55 Exchange Place, Suite 406 New York, NY 10005
The exhibition will be on view through December 21, but please note that it is by appointment (contact firstname.lastname@example.org) and photo ID is required for entry.
"Say the thing that everyone knows no one should say. Say it anyway."
Love wants to reach out and manhandle us,
Break all our teacup talk of God.
If you had the courage and
Could give the Beloved His choice, some nights,
He would just drag you around the room
By your hair,
Ripping from your grip all those toys in the world
That bring you no joy.
Love sometimes gets tired of speaking sweetly
And wants to rip to shreds
All your erroneous notions of truth
That make you fight within yourself, dear one,
And with others,
Causing the world to weep
On too many fine days.
God wants to manhandle us,
Lock us inside of a tiny room with Himself
And practice His dropkick.
The Beloved sometimes wants
To do us a great favor:
Hold us upside down
And shake all the nonsense out.
But when we hear
He is in such a “playful drunken mood”
Most everyone I know
Quickly packs their bags and hightails it
Out of town.
- Hafiz from The Gift translated by Daniel Ladinsky
Cherish your visions; cherish your ideals; cherish the music that stirs in your heart, the beauty that forms in your mind, the loveliness that drapes your purest thoughts. Out of them will grow all delightful conditions, all heavenly environment. Of them, if you but remain true to them, your world will at last be built.
… Dream lofty dreams, and as you dream, so shall you become. Your vision is the promise of what you shall one day be; your ideal is the prophecy of what you shall at last unveil."