Art
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I Fight Anxiety Through Taking Back Words
I’ve had this phrase rolling around my head lately. I keep pushing it back, telling myself I am ok. I say it to myself when I wake up in the morning and an immediate feeling of dread washes over me, like I did something terribly wrong but I can’t remember what it was. When I Continue reading
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Let Me Tell You A Story
I am sitting down to write this morning because that seems to be the way I get my lungs and heart to work. Writing sometimes feels like riding a stationary bicycle. You approach it with resistance, maybe a little boredom. You don’t really feel like you are getting anywhere, but later you feel the ache Continue reading
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Blue Like Jazz- A Movie Worth Saving
I am a long time fan of Donald Miller. Seven years ago, I got a hold of Blue Like Jazz. It was one of those books that came just at the right time. I was in the middle of touring with a youth ministry, and many of my life-long beliefs were beginning to unravel right in Continue reading
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Don’t Let Comparison Kill Creativity
Words have power. Certain declarations are like pins pricking the balloons of creativity that are meant to float up into the sky and show the world something beautiful. Instead, they are left lifeless and deflated on the ground. “They are so talented, I could never be as good as them.” “I may as well smash Continue reading
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What A Daring Thing
“I am grateful that I started writing at a very early age, before I realized what a daring thing it is to do, to set down words on paper, to attempt to tell a story, create characters. We have to be braver than we think we can be, because God is constantly calling us to Continue reading
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Does Good Art Deserve Recognition?
“Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery, like the idle, curved tunnels of leaf miners on the face of a leaf. We must take a wider view, see the whole landscape, really see it, and describe what’s going on here.” – Annie Dillard Last night I wandered streets of a small Continue reading
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Art Is Home
notes build like bricks to create structures to be filled with souls who find home there words mix like swirling colors in paint cans making drab and old weathered browns new blush reds and starry-eyed blues we live inside art because we need to know our slight hope of excruciating beauty really means something that Continue reading
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Both a War Ballad and Lullaby
Drops of water jump from heaven singing as they hit every object below They each play their own tune melding into a odd orchestra bringing sky and earth together connecting atmosphere with underground and I, stuck watching,waiting in this in between place listen and hear the lyrics, clearly: this is a place of darkness, light Continue reading
Brooke Gale LouvieR 