Sunday, March 1, 2015

seeing magic in ordinary things

The magic happened as I watched a frail-looking Joseph Cornell, who stood very still in one corner, observe the children as they touched and explored the boxes. 


Many of the boxes - like the so-called “Medici Princess”- had a drawer, which each child surreptitiously opened, peeked in, closed and then walked over to another child and whispered in his or her ear. That child promptly walked over to the box or often just any box with a drawer and then passed on the “secret.”  

Within a very short time, Cornell’s initially sullen face was beaming and smiling and his whole body seemed more alive and energetic. The master conjurer of beauty in ordinary things had found his audience and their secrets floated in the air evoking pure joy in the children and apparently in the artist and a vague nostalgia and longing in the adults. 

By Dr. Renata Karlin

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Saturday, February 14, 2015

let's celebrate love

Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope. - Maya Angelou


Sunday, February 8, 2015

the end of friendship

There is nothing more dreadful than the habit of doubt. Doubt separates people. It is a poison that disintegrates friendships and breaks up pleasant relations. It is a thorn that irritates and hurts. It is a sword that kills. - Attributed to Buddha


When people you trusted and loved suddenly believe in evil gossip and innuendo; when they trust a vicious liar rather than your word; when they forget who you are and believe that you should be shot dead for things you did not do; when they have doubts about your noble character and your moral standing; when they need time to think whether you did what you are accused of doing; when they need "experts" to make sure that you are indeed innocent; then there is nothing left for you in such relationship.

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken, it can rarely be put back together in exactly the same way. - Charles Kingsley

Sometimes the most dreadful things happen to you and you notice that suddenly you are all alone. There is no support, no sympathy, no trust left for you. No one cares that you actually are the person who got hurt by a vicious fabulator. The only thing you can do now is to let it go, move on and forget that there even was such a thing as friendship. You might not be able to choose your family, but you can always choose your friends. And who your true friend is you will only discover when you are in need...

By Dominique Allmon