Between Your Eye And This Page

Feeling anxious after receiving your piece of debris? Overwhelmed? Blank? Maybe it is a corner with no markings on it. Maybe it is in a foreign language. Maybe you are struggling to place it's fragmented contents in any discernible context.

Give it time. Ask yourself questions. What was it part of? Was it unique? Who were the markings on it intended for? Who may have held it or sent it or smiled at it or loathed it? Was it noticed or was it forgotten? Where was it made or marked? Did it accomplish a purpose? Ask questions to gain some creative momentum.

As mentioned, I have not a clue who got which pieces!  But I am all faith and trust in each and every person participating - that you will all, by imagination, "bump into" the creative possibility that lies between you and the fragment you hold in your hand. (See the poem, "Between Your Eye And This Page," by the Persian poet Hafiz.)

From "The Crack-Up"

"One should, for example, be able to see that things are hopeless and yet be determined to make them otherwise." (From F. Scott Fitzgerald's essay "The Crack-Up")