Sometimes we need to see the opposites in order to understand the whole.
I have been pondering doing and being ever since I began Art + Being.
And honestly, I find myself doing far more than being.
So I keep reminding myself to spend more time being.
But what does that actually mean?

Perhaps we only begin to understand the whole when we have known separation from the inside — its cut-offness, its fracture, even its violence.
When force cuts itself off from care.
When movement loses its listening.
When will severs itself from relationship.

Art + Being came from a question that stayed with me:
What lives in the space between doing and being?
We live in a world that pushes doing all the time.
More output. More noise. More speed.
And yet art asks for something else.