Carrie Rudzinski and Olivia Hall are coming back to the South with a new show, How We Survive. This is live poetry at it’s best: we saw them at the Mussel Inn last time, and can’t recommend them highly enough: moving, entertaining, and enlivening artists.
May 12-14 at Little Andromeda in Christchurch
May 19 at The Mussel Inn in Golden Bay
May 20-21 at Refinery ArtSpace in Nelson
We’re going to the Nelson gig on the 20th, so get in touch if you want a ride!
BY RAINER MARIA RILKE, TRANSLATION BY JOANNA MACY AND ANITA BARROWS
found at On Being
Quiet friend who has come so far,
feel how your breathing makes more space around you.
Let this darkness be a bell tower
and you the bell. As you ring,
what batters you becomes your strength.
Move back and forth into the change.
What is it like, such intensity of pain?
If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.
In this uncontainable night,
be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses,
the meaning discovered there.
And if the world has ceased to hear you,
say to the silent earth: I flow.
To the rushing water, speak: I am.
Sonnets to Orpheus II, 29
Now available through me or at your favourite local art gallery: get in touch for the one nearest you.
Moving Mountains X
$575 inc. freight within NZ
“We’re in… a spiritual crisis of disconnection. I define spirituality as the belief that we’re inextricably connected to each other by something bigger than us. Some people call that bigger thing God. Some people call it fishing. Some people call it art. Spirituality is no more, no less, than the belief that we’re connected to each other in a way that’s unbreakable. You cannot break the connection between human beings, but you can forget it. We have forgotten that inextricable connection between human beings.”
Brené Brown talking with Debbie Millman (via the Marginalian)
White Cube sent me this news, and I found the following quite moving:
“Flores’s intricate, geometric paintings on textile rework and expand the traditional form of Kené, a Shipibo term that can mean ‘design’ and whose etymology probably links with the verb kéenti, which means to love or to care for.”
…I feel joy at this idea of design being an extension or quality of love.