What Is Real?

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My most favorite storybook from childhood was The Velveteen Rabbit. Last week I saw it on a store shelf covered in a layer of dust with a clearance sticker on it and bought it to read to my little boy that night. Halfway through the story I was fighting back tears. Okay, fine. I was sobbing. As an adult, I understood the meaning behind the story. Becoming real is becoming your authentic self. I was so overwhelmed with emotion because I happen to be at that point in my life. I’m moving into this phase of living from my heart. It can’t be any other way. As it turns out, I’m not alone.

I love synchronicity. I’ve experienced a lot of that since I stopped being who I thought the world wanted me to be and started being who I really am. I tweeted about reading The Velveteen Rabbit again and understanding the meaning and a few days later Nathaniel Levisay replied to my tweet to let me know about his new project. It’s a musical retelling of The Velveteen Rabbit titled: “What is Real? The Velveteen Rabbit”.

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Life Is Like A Love Song

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According to my Meyers-Briggs and my astrology report, I should have been a musician. I never did learn an instrument well enough to pull that off. I can play a little bit of guitar, a little bit of piano but that’s the extent of it unless you count my shower concerts. My favorite form of expression is visual.. digital remixing of graphics. Sometimes I incorporate music too. I’ll have lots of different graphics and take the parts of them I want to use and create something completely different. I’m constructing an image in the same way  a DJ remixes a  song. I borrow a little bit from here and there. I did it with the header image of this post. Another example:

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Artists are really just instruments themselves. Life has singers and dancers and producers and technicians. All these moving parts that come together to create a masterpiece.

“The whole is greater than the sum of it’s parts.” -Aristotle

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