Posts Tagged ‘IMA’
Boxed Water and Art
“Can we go to the museum” is the text I receive, without a question mark, from my 12-year old daughter. “Yes” is my reply without period. I know there isn’t much there but the seven word exchange has my attention. By the time I arrive at school to pick her up she jumps into the […]
One and All: An MLK Day 2014 installation at the Indianapolis Museum of Art
One and All: An MLK Day 2014 installation at the Indianapolis Museum of Art, a set on Flickr.
One and All: Trust
This photograph was submitted to our project One and All. What do you think is beautiful? What makes you feel strong? What makes your community better? To participate, just take out a camera (cell phone cameras work too) and then: 1) Take a picture of something you love and email it to us at theaterofinclusion@gmail.com […]
“Go Outside.”
These are the words I hear walking in through the front door of the house where my big brother lives. I pause with my jacket halfway off. I look at my brother James. He reads the hesitancy in my body language and repeats, “Go outside.” I counter with the already obvious, “But I just came […]
Matisse
I’m slowly circling around the parking lot at the Indianapolis Museum of Art. I’m stunned by the cherry red Fiat, the cobolt blue Prius, a bright orange Jeep. Where did this stuff come from? Oh, and there is the early autumn rust, like nails left outside, of a half dozen spindly trees. The green above […]
Gym
This morning at the gym I did something completely unexpected – I took off my headphones. The world came rushing in from all around me and I found myself having a TEDx Moment in multiples. By “TEDx Moment” I’m referring to the moment of bright insight that often accompanies the experience of listening to or […]
One and All
Dante and I are honored to be creating an interactive installation titled One and All at the Indianapolis Museum of Art for Martin Luther King, Jr. Day on January 20, 2014. As we were having our initial design conversations I read King’s “Letter from a Birmingham Jail” several times. The following passage struck me deeply […]