Discord everywhere I turn is leaving me speechless. I’ll stick to looking for harmony in painting and music and hope that this will pass.
In the seasons of tumult and discord bad men have the most power; mental and moral excellence require peace and quietness.
–Publius Cornelius TacitusDo not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.
Now is the time for creativity to blossom. We need our arts to relax our inner selves from the pressures of survival. We need creative thinking en mass.
We need inspiration. We need to be stirred by music, joined through literature.
Now more than ever, we need to be soothed and caressed through objects we make, objects that delight and surprise, objects that cause us to contemplate our existence.
These are worthy enterprises.