We spent a marvelous morning on the streets of Denver for the annual Chalk Art Festival. This event features more than 200 professional and amateur artists who spend hours on their hands and knees over the course of two days, transforming Larimer Square into a bright and colorful street museum, adorned in vivid pastel chalks.
“There is a particular kind of afternoon sun that exists only in autumn. A golden light drapes itself over the world of that hour. It falls through the afternoon sky, fine and faint as a swirl of smoke caught in the wind, nearly transparent. So sweet, that light, insisting softly, goldly against the windows.”
From all outward appearances these two are just typical sisters – opposite in every way. One is outgoing. The other shy. One is girly. The other not so much. One is tall. The other petite. One has long, curly hair. The other sports a pixie cut. One looks like dad. The other looks like mom. Need I go on?
Despite all this individuality, these two sisters do have one significant thing in common: They were both born with profound, bilateral hearing loss.
In laymen’s terms, they are deaf.
You’d never know this if you met them. In fact, they are just about as ‘typical’ as any two teens/tweens can be: Continue reading →
“Let me list for you some of the many ways in which you might be afraid to live a more creative life: You’re afraid you have no talent. You’re afraid you’ll be rejected or criticized or ridiculed or misunderstood or—worst of all—ignored. You’re afraid there’s no market for your creativity, and therefore no point in pursuing it. You’re afraid somebody else already did it better. You’re afraid everybody else already did it better. You’re afraid somebody will steal your ideas, so it’s safer to keep them hidden forever in the dark. You’re afraid you won’t be taken seriously. You’re afraid your work isn’t politically, emotionally, or artistically important enough to change anyone’s life. You’re afraid your dreams are embarrassing. You’re afraid that someday you’ll look back on your creative endeavors as having been a giant waste of time, effort, and money. You’re afraid you don’t have the right kind of discipline. You’re afraid you don’t have the right kind of work space, or financial freedom, or empty hours in which to focus on invention or exploration. You’re afraid you don’t have the right kind of training or degree. You’re afraid you’re too fat. (I don’t know what this has to do with creativity, exactly, but experience has taught me that most of us are afraid we’re too fat, so let’s just put that on the anxiety list, for good measure.) You’re afraid of being exposed as a hack, or a fool, or a dilettante, or a narcissist. You’re afraid of upsetting your family with what you may reveal. You’re afraid of what your peers and coworkers will say if you express your personal truth aloud. You’re afraid of unleashing your innermost demons, and you really don’t want to encounter your innermost demons. You’re afraid your best work is behind you. You’re afraid you never had any best work to begin with. You’re afraid you neglected your creativity for so long that now you can never get it back. You’re afraid you’re too old to start. You’re afraid you’re too young to start. You’re afraid because something went well in your life once, so obviously nothing can ever go well again. You’re afraid because nothing has ever gone well in your life, so why bother trying? You’re afraid of being a one-hit wonder. You’re afraid of being a no-hit wonder”