Things happen. Without even noticing, you find yourself one day in the middle of a storm, or battlefield.
Me these days, I'm having a weekly back and forth between two cities. And I came to realize that, what seemed to be a matter of organization, has deeper and more complex consequences that what you can fix using time management tools.
After a month of traveling between Zurich and Brussels, living in two places, working in two studios (and even a third one as I take my transition time as an atelier space), one thing resonated with me a few days ago. This phrase by John Cage, shown by my colleague Eric Guibert during his PhD in progress presentation:
"Structure without life is dead, but life without structure is unseen.
Pure life expresses itself within and through structure"
The moment I saw this quote, I captured it and put it on my iPad's desktop. It resonated and I knew I had to place it where I could face it - until making some sense of it.
Then, a few days later, this started to hit me. The image of being in the middle of shaking water, with little control from my part - basically enough control so as not to drown.
How can I learn how to hold balance when everything around and under is in motion? And, more importantly, how do I make a surfboard?
I grabbed texture to try make sense of this. And started to connect the dots, literally. Because when in doubt or in storm, the mundane, daily small routines may give a basic skeleton from which to navigate bigger complexity. Kind of the surf board to help us balance on wavy waters.
I'd love to hear about your thoughts, reflections and experience:
- What kind of structure do you hold on to when in the middle of shaky life moments? an how do you materialize your stupid structure?