Can you tell me how are you?

Welcome to Scatter Joy!

Part of being an artist and a human who watches and listens is that you are told so much without words. Expressions tell me so much that there are times I wish I could freeze a moment to help someone feel that they are listened to (even before they have said a word.) Could that be it? Could that be why art gives us something that we know can't be given in other forms. Words have so much behind them, yet, the poetry of a face is infinite. It is as if words, divine and infinite, can be seen in one look to the side, one closed mouth, one welled up tear. What do we do with this when there is all the distraction of the world and the need for someone dear to let things spill. The words get stuck. I will always believe that every human is an artist because one glance, one gesture, sends out the most divine stream of creation, thought, insight and emotion that little does the person know, but they have created a world. When you see someone you care about, with their thoughts, flowing at you without words, feel it. You have stepped into their creation. Listen. Love. Scatter joy.