On the Company of Creatures
What the hell is it like to be a moth-eating frog? Or to grow a mango from your boughs? Or to spin a web from your body? Or be the thing that’s spun? Considering all the different sensory experiences happening in tandem with mine is as humbling as it is incomprehensible. And also reassuring: attention renders loneliness an illusion ― everything belongs.
On Art as Natural Law
In the same way a single mushroom is fruit of a subterranean network, infinitely complex mycelium mapping the soil for information and food, so, too, it seems to me, do works of art spring forth from a similar source. An endlessly complex, unknowable network fueling each singular ‘fruit’ with the ’food’ of inspiration ― creative energy.