In My Room - Remembering Brian Wilson
My interpretation functions as a reflection by an older man looking back on a full life of experience, while the original from Wilson’s channels the experience of an adolescent. Mine channels the reflections of an older version of a similar adolescent looking back at a life fully lived. As Wilson’s lyrics in the opus masterpiece Smile observe, the child is the father of the man.
Dilemmas
I’m struggling with all these things as I think about what to write about. I want to explore art and creativity and community and human growth and wellbeing here. I believe that the way to overcome violence and cruelty lies in building community and promoting human growth and interrelatedness., attunement to oneself and to others. But if that all comes across as evasion and pabulum, what good is that? These are my dilemmas. I’m just trying to figure it out.
The Mysteries
A dear friend sent me this book, The Mysteries, as a gift. It’s a fable and illustrated storybook for adults created as a collaboration between Bill Watterson, the creator of Calvin and Hobbes, and caricaturist John Kascht. It’s so cool and beautifully illustrated in textured black and white art that perfectly both tells the story and leaves lots of room for the adult imagination to fill in the emotions and gaps of the tale.
