One day I was listening to an interview with the musician Fiona Apple, and she admitted that she reads a lot of parenting books, not because she plans on having kids but because she wants to learn how to parent herself. "So, you're the parent and the child?" the interviewer asked. "Well, I mean, you always have to be," Apple said. "Everybody has to be for themselves, I think."
-- Austin Kleon, Don't Call It Art, p. 4
As I was learning to love and care for these little artists in my life, I started wondering why I didn't show myself the same love and care. It was the thought I had when I read parenting books: Why are we doing all this stuff for our kids but not ourselves? Why aren't we all taking time to play? Why aren't we all letting ourselves get bored? Why aren't we all limiting our screen time and going outside?
-- Austin Kleon, Don't Call It Art, p. 4
On Saturday, I soaked in the syllables and sensuality of Natasha Oladokun, Pauletta Hansel, Anne M. Doe Overstreet, Brian Volck, and John Paul Davis during the The Wild Poets Bramble Ramble: Poets in the Round at Nowhere Else Festival.
