After Giorgio Finetti (AKA Jofi) delighted me with a piece of music that was ideal for my poem “Clouds of Paris” (which quickly morphed into the song “We Two Gypsy Thieves), I told him we couldn’t stop now. In a … Continue reading My Desk, My Planet (the song)
Wanda Waterman Fully immersing ourselves in a creative project activates a different part of our brain. We lose track of time and our surroundings. Minutes blend into hours, and there are no thoughts apart from what’s happening in the present. … Continue reading Why Mindfulness in Art?
Wanda Waterman A writer’s desk is her planet, I’d mewed, Hands on my hips; that’s how I’d sparked the feud. Thus my defense: No place to write– It leaves the pen a vagabond: sad plight! To come to … Continue reading My Desk, My Planet (poem)
Humanity can be roughly divided into three types of people: treadmillers, recliners, and time lords. In the first category we have people who are endlessly busy, who can never get it all done, and who long for a few extra … Continue reading Doctor Who and the Astonishing Ductility of Time