“There is an exercise I teach at colleges: Get yourself a canvas and a bunch of acrylics and go into a very dimly lighted room. Dip a brush into one of the colors, slap it on the canvas, don't look, close your eyes, make a painting, don't look, turn the lights on and see what you've got. I think this releases people from the editor in their life that's always standing over their shoulder saying, "Oh, you don't have any talent; who do you think you are?"” PeopleThinkingLooksLightEyeTurnsRoomsTeachTalentCollegeColorPaintingExerciseStandingShouldersBunchReleaseEditorsCanvasBrushesSlapDip Author:Buffy Sainte-Marie
“The heavy sensual shoulders, the thighs, the blood-born flesh and earth turning into color, rocks into their crystals, water to sound, fire to form: life flickers uncounted into the supple arms of love.” EarthFormSoundWaterBornFireBloodRocksColorArmsHeavyFleshShouldersSensualitySensualCrystalsThighsFlickerSupple Book:Out of silence: selected poems Source: Out of silence: selected poems