Writing by St. Elmo's Light

Art emerges from liminal space. I suspect the muses live there. Our willingness to embrace and inter into the open space of the unknown is our invitation to them. Poetry is a bit of a razor's edge as it's expression is about building boxes with words. Painting and music, it seems to me, are more open in the processes of execution.

Only art penetrates the seeming realities of this world. There is another reality, the genuine one, which we lose sight of. This other reality is always sending us hints, which without art, we can’t receive. – Saul Bellow, 1976 Nobel Prize acceptance speech.

At its most basic, making art is about following what’s luminous to you and putting it in a jar, to share with others. – Ben Folds.

This mailbox receives jars. Often filled with letters writ by sailors lit by St. Elmo.

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