“Inspiration is the windfall from hard work and focus. Muses are too unreliable to keep on the payroll.”― Helen Hanson Ideas are such an interesting thing. They can hit us like a load of bricks. They can grow on us. They can evolve into something completely different. Where do they come from? How do we loseContinue reading “How to Perceive the Muse”
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“Art In My World”
Art is an exchange of ideas. Something I love about art is that its message can evolve and grow as the art is passed down from the creator. When I first began to write, I used to be offended when people misunderstood my work. Then, I came to realize that the evolution of thought isContinue reading ““Art In My World””
Your Art Expands Our Consciousness
According to Allen Combs a professor of Consciousness Studies, “[poet and cultural historian Jean] Gebser’s explorations of art and history [began] with a sudden recognition that art at the fin de siècle represented a new kind of consciousness, a new way of seeing and experiencing reality.” In Combs article he goes on to explain how art andContinue reading “Your Art Expands Our Consciousness”
Where Do Creations Come From?
Where do creations come from? The creative process is my favorite tidbit when it comes to finding out what goes on behind the scenes in any creative endeavor. So I’ve decided to research and share my thoughts on the creative process. For the sake of clarity…Read more @SaschiaJohnson.com
Not Your Wife III
He wants her her long black hair and brown eyes Her propped up tits pushed together like cuddling lovers He wants all of her Not one ounce of her soul though She can keep that locked up with the bats Far away from his la dee dah soul La dee dah cuz he lost itContinue reading “Not Your Wife III”
Sleepy
I tuck the covers between my legs and Nestle in. Comfort I can’t even keep my eyes open It’s time to snuggle up and dream big dreams -sasch
A Bag Full of Freedom
I wake up chug a cup of water in my reusable Starbuck’s cup gotta make sure I have enough milk made for the baby sniff my pits and decide they smell fresh enough to skip a shower I put on white leggings and look at my butt in the mirror only to notice my pantiesContinue reading “A Bag Full of Freedom”
Little purple person
Who are you when you’re not looking, when that sweat is dripping from your brow When your feet are up on the couch. Can you define yourself? Not your hobbies or your top responsibilities, but who you are, those spaces, between your out-right maddening choices? “I’m a little purple person,” it whispered in my ear. “IContinue reading “Little purple person”
“As I can”
This summer I slowed down on a lot of my writing. Worked on the screenplay and some poetry here and there but mostly just backed off and you know what? I realized I have been working my booty off the past two years and not realizing it. And not appreciating my own best efforts. NotContinue reading ““As I can””
Crumbs Dishes
I’m in search of symbols I search the worst places first starting with Social media the dusty ones Those few I should’ve deleted a while back I clean the house Because they could be mixed in with the dishes Or with the crumbs on the carpet And when that’s through I sit and think AndContinue reading “Crumbs Dishes”
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