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Drop and give me 15 haikus!
Apr. 1, 2013—by Elizabeth Long Lingo I had the wonderful opportunity to present my ideas at TedX Furman University last week. At the end of all the presentations, their local student improv troupe offered mini-improv skits based on each of the talks. Here’s the one spoofing on my idea of the Creative Practice Booocamp. Love it! Drop and...
Vacation
Mar. 11, 2013—by Rebecca Bernard I found myself in Niceville, Florida. It was a place I’d written about a while back. Then I was there. We had the top down and the sun was on us and all the surrounding earth. In a movie I was watching, the camera would pan to the side sometimes. It would show...
Students at the Oscars
Feb. 27, 2013—by Harvey Burrell A recent article in the Wall Street Journal explored a group of students at San Francisco’s Academy of Art University and their contributions to the Academy Award Nominated film “Beasts of the Southern Wild”. “Beasts” was completed for 1.5 million dollars, an impossible low sum of money by Hollywood standards. It took home the...
How to Pet a Shark
Feb. 20, 2013—by Rebecca Bernard You have to use two fingers when you pet a shark. You line them up side by side. Then gently place them in the tank. Let the shark come to you. It will avoid you if you reach for it. Show no desperation. Most humans spend time growing inside the body of...
Make Space – How to Set the Stage for Creative Collaboration
Feb. 13, 2013—by Harvey Burrell How do creative people share space? This is one of the biggest issues when designing a multi-purpose space. The book Make Space draws upon the experience of the Stanford d.school and design consulting firm IDEO. Both of these firms have been heralded as leaders in fostering creativity. The book raised a lot of...
Frames
Feb. 12, 2013—by Rebecca Bernard We are filled with bones. We carry them with us, daily. The mind changes. The bones change too. But the change is not quite the same. In aging, some bones become hollow. Does this make us bird-like? As a child, I disliked birds. I preferred dinosaurs. Did the one evolve from the other?...
Flight
Feb. 4, 2013—by Rebecca Bernard I dreamt my mother had lost her hands. I awoke in a California king. Citrus grew outside. Lemons, grapefruit, oranges, clementines. Balloons floated in the pool. Mountains rose on either side. This is a place I hadn’t been to before. It is strange to fly across the United States. The deserts, vast. The...
Revision
Jan. 28, 2013—by Rebecca Bernard There is something about being in a car and not moving. Three hours in one spot on the highway. Parked. The strange sense of false movement when the other lanes begin to creep and you are standing still. Up ahead, is there blood? Is the asphalt a canvas of someone else’s’ loss?...
The Joy of the Sing-Along
Jan. 21, 2013—by Rebecca Bernard Sometimes I listen to music. It is an oftentimes thing. This act, the listening to music, is a thing that many people do. In the past week, on Tuesday, I saw a singer perform. It was a thing that I had been anticipating a good deal. Only, in the days before the show...