Ania Stanislawa
How to find the language of the senses...
How can I make creative and expressive the laborious work that I am employed to do? Why do I struggle to complete that what I have to accept? My mind speaks of the labours that have to be loved but why must I surrender self-expression and inner growth to survival..can I not have both in this world of predetermined formulae...how to balance both I often ask.. how to find the beauty in repetition; life in the mundane; passion in the seemingly futile; how to find the language of the senses...work quickly I say...catch up with the dream by working quickly...
How to find the language of the senses...
How can I make creative and expressive the laborious work that I am employed to do? Why do I struggle to complete that what I have to accept? My mind speaks of the labours that have to be loved but why must I surrender self-expression and inner growth to survival..can I not have both in this world of predetermined formulae...how to balance both I often ask.. how to find the beauty in repetition; life in the mundane; passion in the seemingly futile; how to find the language of the senses...work quickly I say...catch up with the dream by working quickly...