The picture and quote are lovely. They reminded me that art and living are expressions which are never completed. We are always expressing our self anew just as wonderful artists express themselves and their work anew.
Art is never finished
Posted on January 23, 2015 by ivonprefontaine
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About ivonprefontaineIn keeping with bell hooks and Noam Chomsky, I consider myself a public and dissident intellectual. Part of my work is to move beyond (transcend) institutional dogmas that bind me to defend freedom, raising my voice to be heard on behalf of those who seek equity and justice in all their forms. I completed my PhD in Philosophy of Leadership Studies at Gonzaga University, Spokane, WA. My dissertation and research was how teachers experience becoming teachers and their role as leaders. I focus on leading, communicating, and innovating in organizations. This includes mindfuful servant-leadership, World Cafe events, Appreciative Inquiry, and expressing one's self through creativity. I offer retreats, workshops, and presentations that can be tailored to your organzations specific needs. I published peer reviewed articles about schools as learning organizations, currere as an ethical pursuit, and hope as an essential element of adult eductaion. I published three poems and am currently preparing my poetry to publish as an anthology of poetry. I present on mindful leadership, servant leadership, schools as learning organizations, how teachers experience becoming teachers, assessement, and critical thinking. I facilitate mindfulness, hospitality retreats. and World Cafe Events using Appreciative Inquiry. I am writing and researching about various forms of leadership, how teachers inform and form their identity as a particular teacher, schools as learning organizations, hope and its anticipatory relationship with the future, and hope as an essential element in learning.
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Art can be a cam at a beach, overlooking the mundane matters of day to day life. But in it, is the spirit of time and our place in it. We can either be in that picture or hanging around in dark wet caves invisible to all and ourselves.
Wonderfully put. The ordinary is transformed into the extraordinary where it belongs.
Very true because our account changes like an airmass over the desert.
Not sure I agree with Leonardo. I like to fade into the art.
We each have our own way to include the art in our living process. I have been reading Gadamer, Dewey, Ricoeur. etc. about the living quality of art.
found your 2012 pic of the Medicine Wheel in Bowen Island, British Columbia. Would like to use it in my German master thesis. Do I have your permission?