Much To Do

Much To Do

 It’s Friday night. Maybe you’re winding down after a day of work – 8ish hours (plus commute) spent behind a desk, or on your feet; indoors behind a screen or outside exposed to the elements (or industrial chemicals and construction dust); in and out of...
Creativity as History in the Present Tense

Creativity as History in the Present Tense

Creativity as History in the Present Tense “What to call the thing that happened to me and all who look like me? Should I call it history? If so, what should history mean to someone like me? Should it be an idea, should it be an open wound and each breath I take...
Juice, Jitters and the Joy of Quiet Creativity

Juice, Jitters and the Joy of Quiet Creativity

When I was about nine years old, my mother bought me a can of Sunburst orange juice. It wasn’t something that we’d get often but on this particular day, I was thirsty, and she bought it for me. It was such a refreshing treat in the midday heat. But by...