Let it be … art

There are so many dreams. So many modes of creation. So much emotion to express. So many ideas. My little mind cannot manage to sort through and organize them into a coherent unity. But I can feel. Now. What wants to come to life here? Yes, here. Right here, in Medias, a town in the heart of Romania. Here, I feel poetry. Here I feel music. Here I feel dance as an art form. Here I feel music and poetry and dance may tell beautiful stories. Stories that heal, stories that inspire, stories … like this one.
Shadowland Pilobolus

I decide to allow it to be whatever it wants to be! I accept it! I receive it!

Art is the easy way to happiness.