Be ground, be crumbled,
so wild flowers will spring up where you are.
You’ve been stony for too many years.
Try something different.
Surrender.
Rumi
Our world goes to pieces, we have to rebuild our world. We investigate and worry and analyse and forget that the new comes about through exuberance and not through a defined deficiency. We have to find our strengths and not our weakness. Out of the chaos of collapse we can save the lasting: we still have our ‘right’ or ‘wrong’, the absolute of our inner voice – we still know beauty, freedom, happiness…unexplained and unquestioned.
Anni Albers
One Aspect of Art Work (1944)