One bitter cold, wintry evening, while walking across the campus during my junior year in college, I stood on a frozen bridge, gripping the railing, and made a wish while gazing up at a star-filled sky. I'm not sure what passion, need, or resentment fueled this gesture that particular Minnesota evening, but it is seared into my memory bank. Quietly I whispered the words of the corny nursery rhyme: "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish, I wish tonight." Rituals that involve wishing had become my form of praying, and despite growing up in a home without religion, this had become my secret practice. By age 20, it was shaped by both instinct, innocence, and an abiding faith in something outside myself. My secret wish was to become a significant artist someday and that my art would make a difference in the lives of others. I was determined to make this wish come true; I felt I had a mission to fulfill and I wanted to prove to certain others that I had more to offer the world than they imagined me to have.
The Perils of Attention (Part 2)
The Perils of Attention (Part 2)
The Perils of Attention (Part 2)
One bitter cold, wintry evening, while walking across the campus during my junior year in college, I stood on a frozen bridge, gripping the railing, and made a wish while gazing up at a star-filled sky. I'm not sure what passion, need, or resentment fueled this gesture that particular Minnesota evening, but it is seared into my memory bank. Quietly I whispered the words of the corny nursery rhyme: "Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have this wish, I wish tonight." Rituals that involve wishing had become my form of praying, and despite growing up in a home without religion, this had become my secret practice. By age 20, it was shaped by both instinct, innocence, and an abiding faith in something outside myself. My secret wish was to become a significant artist someday and that my art would make a difference in the lives of others. I was determined to make this wish come true; I felt I had a mission to fulfill and I wanted to prove to certain others that I had more to offer the world than they imagined me to have.