Sometimes you’re just going about your work day.
In amongst it all you scan blogs, emails, social media for the latest grants/opportunities/news to share/engage with/devour.
Sometimes in the middle of all that you discover the gems. The large and small things that hit you in the best kind of way. The kind that sing to your inner longings and remind you why you do all this crazy stuff. The stuff that makes the people you know shake their head at you, because, because they don’t know the hunger in you.
Sometimes you read words like these:
because of a sickness that says I can never be content where I am
always searching around for some new thing
because of a laziness that says never make something that lasts
only keep running for the next project
because of a fear that keeps me moving
that if I stop it will all fall apart under me
because half of life is breaking what i have
and the other half is trying to put it back together
because buenos aires airport on a winter night
because sound artists playing laptops and bamboo flutes in a gallery patio
because stoned and mumbling awkward spanish on a balcony
because to test ourselves against some kind of measure we don’t know what
I stumbled across this gorgeous poem while stalking the doings of the ever fabulous David Finnigan. Because was written during a residency in South America by Finnigan and Brother (David and Chris’ ‘band’ – so much cooler than a band, they’re exploring the messy edges of sound, word, song and music). You can read the full text of the poem here and download yourself a copy of the tracks developed during their residency.
David also happens to be a producer of the You Are Here Festival. Check it out and get involved in some of your own awesomeness.
My contribution to the interwebs/musicality recently? This. Enjoy.
Breath deep. Ache and hunger with me.