To make art, we have to let go of our conceptions, trample our structures, release our soul. When we have laid it all out, we’ll understand ourselves, the essence of our sound. This takes courage. This great photo is one of many musician photos by Juan Carlos Hernandez.
I love the orderliness of this page of manuscript from Jorge Luis Borges. And I love this line from Conjectural Poem. In the mirror of this night I find The unexpected mien of my eternity. Both the manuscript and the line are surprises. They are filled with control, certain about their purpose and unconstrained by convention.