Sensitisation does not always have to come from lived experience, exposure, humiliation, revolution, necessity. It can also come through the work of artists in many medias. They bring us to the edge of our culture, to the communal window, even if we are not going to be able to get further than that. However, the communal window is a major step in the right direction; it allows us to open it and to dialogue with others of the same or different cultures. More than that, artists help us to explore what the future holds and make us face &; debate some of the more difficult aspects of life.
Music:
first record was sandy Neslson's 'quit the beat' and Burndi Black. Currently; Reggie, Ska, Cumbia, Elivis Costello, Rockerbilly, of course Elvis, soul, Funk, Pablo(occupational plus!)prefab sprout, Karen Dalton, Richard Hawley & Outcast. I will get it all listed one day!
currently listening to
Movies:
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Television:
Deadwood its bob Dylans jack of hearts! with lovejoy fantastic! Titus blew the telly up! past programmes the tomorrows people, HR Puffinstuff, round the twist, singing ringing tree, mr Ben,sky,
Books:
confession of a madam psyche, unexpected journeys,the hearing trumpet. she's come undone and this much I know is true by Wally Lamb, Dorathy parker,Paul Auster, jonathan coe, Anne Rice, peake of course, many more will research and add. lots of children..s books as research for literary events and pleasure. Garth Nix and conrnialia funke.
Heroes:
Heroes my children and a lot of my friends and mentors who are now the people I raise a glass to, as they did... as prefab sprout put it so well, 'not get this far'.In Praise of Doing Absolutely NothingPainting by John Singer Sargent
How splendid she appears anchored as it were to peacefar from her oceans and unloading dockdrenched in satin truffles silk petals and wondrous flounces somethinggiven from the canvas from her resting heart
All the time of youth and adolescence fallenlike last years fruits their time now come and goneshe quietly resigns retires to afternoon reflectionto spend a twilight time as just her heart desires
The minuet of youth played out in nature's waysymphony of feeling memories appetites and dreamsplayed out in patterns independent of a mortal hand's controlthat it could last forever everlasting life for more than just the soul
Luxuriating in this succulent reposeshipwrecked to the world of duty everybody knowsrestful even to the mind's-eye canvas dreamedworking hard at being beautiful as Yeats once thought it seemed
