I believe love changes you.
I am inspired every day to write about it.
Every day pieces of an eventual collage gather on my desk, like duck down left behind by, well…a duck come to visit. Birds carry souls say the Ancients.
Since turning 60 years old in 2015, reflection, resonance and refracting the light from memories and moments experienced - warn me that even though I know once love finds you - it will also break all the rules it has held dear. It will thrash you; also embrace you - take you, lift you, pummel you and render you humbled and exhilarated. If there is one thing I’ve garnered in our Covid-19 year it is that life is a mystery and love in life holds, not the key, but the tumbler where the key enters.
Summing it up: we are here on the planet to do just two things: to live and to die. And in the former, only two things drive us as necessities in that life: to breathe and to love / be loved.
Collage — contextualizing without pretence the uncanny messages from within have been a delight to create this past year. As mysterious as late life love itself. I tip toe in…and maybe you will follow. The Collage process has now morphed into storyboards.
Meanwhile, Love is a Verb is the intellectualization of the idea behind the late life love theme. It’s estimated that there are over a quarter of one million words in the English language. Apparently, one-seventh of them verbs.
It’s been suggested any word can be ‘verbed.’ but what I mean Love is a Verb to be - is about the actions taken, the movements made, the twists and turns adhered to, the yes-no, black-white, and up-down of the duality, polarity of it all as they play out in story.
Think James Stewart in ‘It’s a Wonderful Life" (1946) when he is desperate to get out of Bedford Falls but finds himself playing the yes - no game of love for Donna Reed over the telephone. Or Atonement (2007) when Keira Knightley’s Cee whispers to James McAvoy’s Turner, “…come back, come back to me…”