how my camera became a dance partner

I went to the museum last night make a movie of an exhibit called Zoodram 5,  an otherworldly aquarium in a dark room with a big red hermit crab wearing a golden mask as its shell.

Instead I found witnessed a performance in one of the temple rooms of the museum. Authentic  Indian dance and music in an authentic South Indian temple.

While recording this video I noticed myself swaying back and forth, following the dancer. In this way, I experienced the performance differently than anyone else. It was as if an invisible thread were tied between me and the performer and it was a pleasant ephemeral experience.

I probably wasn’t supposed to film this so if you don’t hear from me for a few days it’s probably because they kidnapped me and stuffed me in a sarcophagus. 

“The First Bank of the United States”

Up the weathered marble steps the boy runs,
quick as a flash
on a cool spring afternoon.
with the engraved inscription above his head
of this archaic establishment.

faith in the unknown – faith in yourself

It’s arguably the most challenging thing to do – to place your trust in something you have no control over, and yet, this is the essential component to the creative process.

the 15-minute dance party

I think it’s important to remain in touch with our inner child-like purity.

When young children dance, they become entirely engrossed in the joy of the moment – all that remains is selfless expression. I think we all need to let that purity out from time to time, and as often as possible.
We all have joy and radiance within us, and if you don’t believe me you need jesus to get up and dance more than anyone else.

A new type of meditation

My awareness was suddenly jolted into the present moment. Letting my mind wander too far could prove to be dangerous.

I’ve had problems in the past with traditional meditation so this was an awesome solution I had literally stumbled upon, no pun intended.

All I did was walk down the streets of Philadelphia with my eyes closed.