Sunday, December 16, 2018

A muse. My seldom here but at times muse.

In 2014 in Omaha, Nebraska Ms. Adair gave brief comments about the creative process.  Omaha has a summer writing camp and Ms. Adair brought her dancers to this session.

In her comments she related times when her muse rushed in and forced her to create whether in dance or writing or photography.

Full disclosure, two of the dancers were then younger granddaughters.  In the last four years each girl has advanced.  Very graceful back walk overs ten days ago in front of her widely cheering school mates ( the younger now near fifteen years old).  And a twenty year old in her second year of college level dance.  Chorography.  Years ago I knew the word but now I see beauty in dance created by each granddaughter.

For each, their dancing muse shows up more often than my writing muse.