Grace Operative – a song dedication
“Grace Operative” is a song that is dedicated to a friend. Read the story of how Stan Stewart was inspired to write and sing it.
Creative Insights
Along the way, Stan Stewart has learned a few things about creativity. He shares them with you in the hope that you’ll respond with your confirmation or perhaps that your experience is completely different. Both are welcome.
This is also a place where you’ll find some articles about inspiration. After all, that’s an essential part of artistic creativity, too.
Hanging In There #CreativeProcess
If you want your art to be in the center of your life, keep hanging in there. Stan Stewart explores how eventually, life will get the idea.
Life Is What Happens… (While You’re Busy)
Our best laid plans can be circumvented by one circumstance. Take, for example, a spouse breaking a bone…
New Every Morning – an #improv #poem
Waking without an alarmand waking without alarmis like a simple gift. When each morningis a drive to workfrom a drive to survive, questionsrun simplicityout the door. My thoughts areof great things withgigantic magnitudes too many times toname. Today wasdifferent. This morning came without fanfare.Eyes flickered openof their own accord and in their own, sweettime. Though
Dark Times – How to stay inspired
There are many ways to find inspiration even in the cold darkness of winter.
Expectations For A Creative Challenge
I can give you summary of this post now: set realistic expectations … if you can. At least for me, that’s the trick with doing anything with great intensity. I’m writing this post in first-person. Even though the references here will be to “me” and “I”, you may find that you can relate with some
Surprising Sources of Transformation
Transformation can come from surprising sources. I know that in my life, I have often been startled by change and the inspirations that lead to it. Transformation Happens Well, it’s happened again. Much like the transformation of trees and leaves in Autumn, I’ve experienced recent changes for the better from shifts that I would not
Clouds – an #improv #poem – with original photos
Eyes closed; Just a brief moment. Open: now there are wispy bits where only blue had been. Seconds later, they turn themselves into frothing bits of colorlessness, forming almost everywhere that I can see in that skyward direction. I start to walk towards home, finding grey had taken over those unassuming clouds. The air cools
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Birthday Bonfire – an #improv #poem
I dream of rituals long since passed To which we brought old photos or wrote our deepest fears. In some tiny blaze or gigantic bonfire we would burn these bits of tattered paper. I guess that we imagined this burning could make the pain disappear or the fear dissipate. Though this imagining seems perfectly normal,