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Dear Creativity...In full color...
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Color is a power which directly influences the soul. — Wassily Kandinsky Dear Creativity, You were everywhere this weekend. But last night? Last night, you outdid yourself. I sat in a stadium filled with Princeton graduates from across the decades. And then the fireworks began. Not just bursts of light, but choreography. Explosions timed perfectly to music—like you were painting with sound, rhythm, and fire. You reminded me that creativity doesn’t always show up in solitude. That moment—the color, the sound, the unity—it was magic. Not because it was flashy, but because it was felt. Thank you, Creativity, for reminding me that the best ideas often end with others besides us. Innovatively yours, |
Diary of a Wannabe Creative
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Dear Creativity, I said yes to that business planning retreat for one reason: two full days to focus on my ideas. And maybe — if I’m honest — I could have stayed somewhere basic. A plain hotel room. Beige walls. A desk that reminded me of all the tasks I should be doing instead of dreaming. It would have worked. Technically. But I didn’t want to be practical. I wanted to be wrapped in inspiration — morning, noon, and night. So I chose this beautiful boutique hotel, The Mining Exchange. A...
Dear Creativity, You got me excited about HatchDay. I followed the spark. I mapped ideas. I said yes to the possibility.But lately, something’s been nudging me — gently, steadily — in a different direction. At first, I resisted. Wasn’t I supposed to follow through? Wasn’t this what you wanted? But you’ve never been about straight lines. You’ve always been more about movement — the kind that surprises, pauses, and pivots. This weekend, I was driving with an old friend through Garden of the...
Dear Creativity, In a recent gathering, someone asked, “What do you need to release to be able to fully participate in this experience?” Without hesitation, I said, “Time.” I’ve been thinking about that answer ever since. My relationship with time has felt a little off lately. Some days, it feels compressed, like I have to stay constantly in motion just to keep up. Other days, time feels like it’s accelerating beyond anything I can grasp. How is it already June? I don’t feel like I’ve lived...