Make your life a Work of Art--that is the highest form of
art, a life well lived. One that at the end will not
shrivel in regret but will leave others, despite their
sadness to lose you, yet happy that you lived. That you
made a positive difference in their lives.
Make your life a Work of Art--that is the highest form of
art, a life well lived. One that at the end will not
shrivel in regret but will leave others, despite their
sadness to lose you, yet happy that you lived. That you
made a positive difference in their lives.
When I say a life well lived, I'm not talking about fancy
cars and big bank accounts (although I have nothing against
large sums of money except when someone has clawed their way
all the way to the bank.) No, I'm talking about a different
kind of richness: The richness of understanding.
When I say a life well lived, I'm not talking about fancy
cars and big bank accounts (although I have nothing against
large sums of money except when someone has clawed their way
all the way to the bank.) No, I'm talking about a different
kind of richness: The richness of understanding.
A life well lived deeply cares about the welfare of others.
A life full of art and creativity puts beauty all around--in
a delicious meal or a plant blooming in a window, in the
smile on a child's face, in laughter and hugs and
appreciation of the simple blessings of family, friends,
pets and home, in the small touches one places about, in all
the myriad opportunities to make others feel special and
loved. A life well lived is not free of troubles, but they
are approached as challenges, not stops. A person who
understands how to turn life into art can talk to beggars
and princes and give dignity and humanity to both.
A life well lived deeply cares about the welfare of others.
A life full of art and creativity puts beauty all around--in
a delicious meal or a plant blooming in a window, in the
smile on a child's face, in laughter and hugs and
appreciation of the simple blessings of family, friends,
pets and home, in the small touches one places about, in all
the myriad opportunities to make others feel special and
loved. A life well lived is not free of troubles, but they
are approached as challenges, not stops. A person who
understands how to turn life into art can talk to beggars
and princes and give dignity and humanity to both.
But, you are probably asking, what does all this pretty
philosophy have to do with Music?
But, you are probably asking, what does all this pretty
philosophy have to do with Music?
No one is alone. Music does not exist in a vacuum. The
composer, performer and listener (as we have already
discussed) are all part of the picture. Each is part of the
creative process. What does this have to do with talent?
No one is alone. Music does not exist in a vacuum. The
composer, performer and listener (as we have already
discussed) are all part of the picture. Each is part of the
creative process. What does this have to do with talent?
If you have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as
you give it to others. This truism is ironic and
paradoxical but it is still true, the paradox only
underscoring how powerful and accurate is this truth. If you
have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as you give
it to others.
If you have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as
you give it to others. This truism is ironic and
paradoxical but it is still true, the paradox only
underscoring how powerful and accurate is this truth. If you
have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as you give
it to others.
Each individual is unique--and this fact of uniqueness is
one of the glories of the great expressions of art down
through the ages, the individual communicating his or her
specialness to others in a universally cogent way. Yes,
each individual is unique, but we do need others.
Each individual is unique--and this fact of uniqueness is
one of the glories of the great expressions of art down
through the ages, the individual communicating his or her
specialness to others in a universally cogent way. Yes,
each individual is unique, but we do need others.
Locked inside the lonely room of a closed and secretive
heart, even the greatest talent will turn to stone. Give
your gift to others by communicating and sharing it. Let us
take an example of why this is important: Emily Dickinson
was a great poet, yet she was a recluse spinster who had
been rejected in love and whose poems nearly escaped our
eyes. So we are back to the tree falling in the forest!
Who is to know that if her gift would have crumbled to dust
in a dresser drawer, and if all those pungent and gorgeous
poems had remained unknown to us, in that silence would
Emily's genius and pain and glory really have mattered? No.
We had to hear the tree falling, we had to open her poetry
and shed tears of our own. In her exposed pain, the
delicate leaves and tired branches of her abandoned love had
to crash straight into our hearts. Only in that way could
Emily give grandeur and meaning to OUR lives in her
particular quiet but searing way. Thank goodness for
accidents of discovery. Thank you, whoever first opened
Emily's dresser drawer and refused to burn the manuscript.
Locked inside the lonely room of a closed and secretive
heart, even the greatest talent will turn to stone. Give
your gift to others by communicating and sharing it. Let us
take an example of why this is important: Emily Dickinson
was a great poet, yet she was a recluse spinster who had
been rejected in love and whose poems nearly escaped our
eyes. So we are back to the tree falling in the forest!
Who is to know that if her gift would have crumbled to dust
in a dresser drawer, and if all those pungent and gorgeous
poems had remained unknown to us, in that silence would
Emily's genius and pain and glory really have mattered? No.
We had to hear the tree falling, we had to open her poetry
and shed tears of our own. In her exposed pain, the
delicate leaves and tired branches of her abandoned love had
to crash straight into our hearts. Only in that way could
Emily give grandeur and meaning to OUR lives in her
particular quiet but searing way. Thank goodness for
accidents of discovery. Thank you, whoever first opened
Emily's dresser drawer and refused to burn the manuscript.
A selfish artist is less an artist for that pridefulness or
bitterness that fools him or her into thinking that making
art only for oneself is sufficient. Art NEEDS to be shared.
When you bring out the talents of others, then your truest
gift of talent has gone full circle and YOUR gift becomes a
true gift, in every sense of the word.
A selfish artist is less an artist for that pridefulness or
bitterness that fools him or her into thinking that making
art only for oneself is sufficient. Art NEEDS to be shared.
When you bring out the talents of others, then your truest
gift of talent has gone full circle and YOUR gift becomes a
true gift, in every sense of the word.
I believe we are ALL creative, no matter how hidden or
forgotten are our abilities, no matter how swathed in
cruelty or guilt or shyness these gifts are.
I believe we are ALL creative, no matter how hidden or
forgotten are our abilities, no matter how swathed in
cruelty or guilt or shyness these gifts are.
Give your gifts to others and you will gain gifts aplenty
past your wildest dreams. The art of living is the highest
art-form and the rarest. Living life with passion,
creativity and kindness shouldn't be so rare. Let's all put
a lot more beauty, truth and love out there in the world.
The world needs it.
Give your gifts to others and you will gain gifts aplenty
past your wildest dreams. The art of living is the highest
art-form and the rarest. Living life with passion,
creativity and kindness shouldn't be so rare. Let's all put
a lot more beauty, truth and love out there in the world.
The world needs it.
And we need the world.
And we need the world.
Make your life a Work of Art--that is the highest form of
art, a life well lived. One that at the end will not
shrivel in regret but will leave others, despite their
sadness to lose you, yet happy that you lived. That you
made a positive difference in their lives.
Make your life a Work of Art--that is the highest form of
art, a life well lived. One that at the end will not
shrivel in regret but will leave others, despite their
sadness to lose you, yet happy that you lived. That you
made a positive difference in their lives.
When I say a life well lived, I'm not talking about fancy
cars and big bank accounts (although I have nothing against
large sums of money except when someone has clawed their way
all the way to the bank.) No, I'm talking about a different
kind of richness: The richness of understanding.
When I say a life well lived, I'm not talking about fancy
cars and big bank accounts (although I have nothing against
large sums of money except when someone has clawed their way
all the way to the bank.) No, I'm talking about a different
kind of richness: The richness of understanding.
A life well lived deeply cares about the welfare of others.
A life full of art and creativity puts beauty all around--in
a delicious meal or a plant blooming in a window, in the
smile on a child's face, in laughter and hugs and
appreciation of the simple blessings of family, friends,
pets and home, in the small touches one places about, in all
the myriad opportunities to make others feel special and
loved. A life well lived is not free of troubles, but they
are approached as challenges, not stops. A person who
understands how to turn life into art can talk to beggars
and princes and give dignity and humanity to both.
A life well lived deeply cares about the welfare of others.
A life full of art and creativity puts beauty all around--in
a delicious meal or a plant blooming in a window, in the
smile on a child's face, in laughter and hugs and
appreciation of the simple blessings of family, friends,
pets and home, in the small touches one places about, in all
the myriad opportunities to make others feel special and
loved. A life well lived is not free of troubles, but they
are approached as challenges, not stops. A person who
understands how to turn life into art can talk to beggars
and princes and give dignity and humanity to both.
But, you are probably asking, what does all this pretty
philosophy have to do with Music?
But, you are probably asking, what does all this pretty
philosophy have to do with Music?
No one is alone. Music does not exist in a vacuum. The
composer, performer and listener (as we have already
discussed) are all part of the picture. Each is part of the
creative process. What does this have to do with talent?
No one is alone. Music does not exist in a vacuum. The
composer, performer and listener (as we have already
discussed) are all part of the picture. Each is part of the
creative process. What does this have to do with talent?
If you have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as
you give it to others. This truism is ironic and
paradoxical but it is still true, the paradox only
underscoring how powerful and accurate is this truth. If you
have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as you give
it to others.
If you have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as
you give it to others. This truism is ironic and
paradoxical but it is still true, the paradox only
underscoring how powerful and accurate is this truth. If you
have a gift for music, it is only a gift so long as you give
it to others.
Each individual is unique--and this fact of uniqueness is
one of the glories of the great expressions of art down
through the ages, the individual communicating his or her
specialness to others in a universally cogent way. Yes,
each individual is unique, but we do need others.
Each individual is unique--and this fact of uniqueness is
one of the glories of the great expressions of art down
through the ages, the individual communicating his or her
specialness to others in a universally cogent way. Yes,
each individual is unique, but we do need others.
Locked inside the lonely room of a closed and secretive
heart, even the greatest talent will turn to stone. Give
your gift to others by communicating and sharing it. Let us
take an example of why this is important: Emily Dickinson
was a great poet, yet she was a recluse spinster who had
been rejected in love and whose poems nearly escaped our
eyes. So we are back to the tree falling in the forest!
Who is to know that if her gift would have crumbled to dust
in a dresser drawer, and if all those pungent and gorgeous
poems had remained unknown to us, in that silence would
Emily's genius and pain and glory really have mattered? No.
We had to hear the tree falling, we had to open her poetry
and shed tears of our own. In her exposed pain, the
delicate leaves and tired branches of her abandoned love had
to crash straight into our hearts. Only in that way could
Emily give grandeur and meaning to OUR lives in her
particular quiet but searing way. Thank goodness for
accidents of discovery. Thank you, whoever first opened
Emily's dresser drawer and refused to burn the manuscript.
Locked inside the lonely room of a closed and secretive
heart, even the greatest talent will turn to stone. Give
your gift to others by communicating and sharing it. Let us
take an example of why this is important: Emily Dickinson
was a great poet, yet she was a recluse spinster who had
been rejected in love and whose poems nearly escaped our
eyes. So we are back to the tree falling in the forest!
Who is to know that if her gift would have crumbled to dust
in a dresser drawer, and if all those pungent and gorgeous
poems had remained unknown to us, in that silence would
Emily's genius and pain and glory really have mattered? No.
We had to hear the tree falling, we had to open her poetry
and shed tears of our own. In her exposed pain, the
delicate leaves and tired branches of her abandoned love had
to crash straight into our hearts. Only in that way could
Emily give grandeur and meaning to OUR lives in her
particular quiet but searing way. Thank goodness for
accidents of discovery. Thank you, whoever first opened
Emily's dresser drawer and refused to burn the manuscript.
A selfish artist is less an artist for that pridefulness or
bitterness that fools him or her into thinking that making
art only for oneself is sufficient. Art NEEDS to be shared.
When you bring out the talents of others, then your truest
gift of talent has gone full circle and YOUR gift becomes a
true gift, in every sense of the word.
A selfish artist is less an artist for that pridefulness or
bitterness that fools him or her into thinking that making
art only for oneself is sufficient. Art NEEDS to be shared.
When you bring out the talents of others, then your truest
gift of talent has gone full circle and YOUR gift becomes a
true gift, in every sense of the word.
I believe we are ALL creative, no matter how hidden or
forgotten are our abilities, no matter how swathed in
cruelty or guilt or shyness these gifts are.
I believe we are ALL creative, no matter how hidden or
forgotten are our abilities, no matter how swathed in
cruelty or guilt or shyness these gifts are.
Give your gifts to others and you will gain gifts aplenty
past your wildest dreams. The art of living is the highest
art-form and the rarest. Living life with passion,
creativity and kindness shouldn't be so rare. Let's all put
a lot more beauty, truth and love out there in the world.
The world needs it.
Give your gifts to others and you will gain gifts aplenty
past your wildest dreams. The art of living is the highest
art-form and the rarest. Living life with passion,
creativity and kindness shouldn't be so rare. Let's all put
a lot more beauty, truth and love out there in the world.
The world needs it.
And we need the world.
And we need the world.