human tenacity
so yesterday i was on campus, and in the lounge the facilities gentleman, the one with the kind face, was showing the other facilities gentlemen his online photo gallery: sunsets and birds and beaches and bowls of fruit. he was so proud of his photoshoppe prowess. i think my favorite thing in the world is when people are proud of things they do.
then i started thinking about all the homeless people who write poems, and draw, and create weird crafty things they learned to make in prison out of nothing but magazine pages, paperclips, and saliva.
then i started thinking, we need a community art forum. or something of the like. NOT pretentious, intimidating open mic stuff at coffee houses (despite my love for such hipster fun) but something that is really and truly for everyone who isn't an artist. an open space, a cheap soundsystem, and a couple pots of coffee; no judgments, no talent required, just a place where people are empowered to share cool shit they do. community building, yo.
anyone interested in helping me coordinate something like this for the end of the summer?
then i started thinking about all the homeless people who write poems, and draw, and create weird crafty things they learned to make in prison out of nothing but magazine pages, paperclips, and saliva.
then i started thinking, we need a community art forum. or something of the like. NOT pretentious, intimidating open mic stuff at coffee houses (despite my love for such hipster fun) but something that is really and truly for everyone who isn't an artist. an open space, a cheap soundsystem, and a couple pots of coffee; no judgments, no talent required, just a place where people are empowered to share cool shit they do. community building, yo.
anyone interested in helping me coordinate something like this for the end of the summer?