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The magic of art

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We can disagree on many things

But we can agree on the beauty of art

On the heights a poem takes us to

On how a painting moves us

On the sublime feelings we get from music

Art lifts our spirit

It touches our soul

It enlightens us

And as we share with each other

These beautiful things

As we celebrate what we have in common

We feel closer

And what can be more wonderful than art

As something to have in common

 

May 15th, 2018

Best Recipe

Paper,color and texture
Grids
Nets
And patterns
Opacity
Luminosity
And beauty
Needle, thread
Glue
And lots of love

Combine them
With enthusiasm
A radiant smile
encouraging words
And music, divine

Put them in a place
Surrounded by art
Masterfully made
Beautifully hung

Add eager participants
Creative souls
Eager to try
Mix and stir
And what you will have
Is a Washi* collage workshop
With Lorraine Prichard

March 25th, 2018

*Washi is Japanese handmade paper

Melancholy

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Shiraz
My childhood
My early teens
Traditional Persian music
An underlying sense of sadness
That’s what the music evokes in me
I don’t know why
Somehow I associate it with
Melancholy
Despondency
Something somewhat tragic

Maybe there is a sadness in the
Voices of those who sing
Maybe I just remember sad things
People living difficult lives
Not reaching their potential
Being deprived of freedom
So much wasted potential
And yet they sing
They carry on
What choice have they after all

 

January 26th, 2018

Prompt

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Two people speaking at the table next to me
In French
The faint sound of music playing in the background
The sound of dishes, clanking against each other
Chattering away
The sound of the chair being pulled on the ground
Groaning as if in pain

Other voices
Other people talking
My notebook
My pen with the statue of the Martini Tower hanging from it

The hum of conversation is oddly calming
There are people around me
But they don’t demand my attention
The music is lovely
Not too loud

I sit next to the large window
With my coffee
And a copy of Imaginative Writing
From which I got a writing prompt
And started writing

January 10th, 2018
Premiere Moisson

At the ball

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Clad in their golden-orange gowns
They are at a most beautiful ball
Music playing
A gentle breeze moving their
Shimmering attire
And creating rustling sounds

They know the ball will end soon
And they will have to wait another year
Before they call return to this festivity
So they savour these last moments of bliss
As they sway to the mesmerising music

Nov. 4th, 2017

The beautiful continent

So what do you do when you have been dreaming
Of something for years and years
And suddenly the dream becomes a reality
Without you planning it?

I’m talking about my trip to Africa
A dream that has been with me for a long time
Like a loyal friend

My great great grandmother hails from this land
Her story an intriguing one
She was brought to Iran to work
At the home of the Master of the house
But Became his second wife

She was beautiful, I hear
But we don’t know which country she was from
Her story is shrouded in mystery
Mysterious like the continent she is from

So, it’s to her land of birth that I go
With hope and expectation
To the land of wonderful people with
Radiant smiles
To the land of music, dance and drums!

February 15th, 2016

The realm of the invisible…

The faculty that helps us create is other-worldly
Cannot be of the material world
We use elements of the material world
To create beautiful music, write beautiful poetry
Create beautiful art
But what creates it is other-worldly
Intangible
Invisible
Mysterious…

And what comes from the invisible realm
Touches our heart and soul
Which belongs to the realm of the unseen

Music transports us to another time and place
Poetry sheds light on concepts that
Don’t belong to the realm of matter
Art cheers the soul!

The invisible, intangible, mysterious part of our reality
Craves beauty, and harmony and purity
And when presented with these
It feels nourished and satisfied

A sad heart is cheered by a joyous melody
A distressed soul is uplifted by the magic of poetry

The invisible is made visible by the arts
And in turn touches the invisible part of us!

Lida Berghuis
November 24th, 2014