At the Kala Ghoda Festival 2013, Mumbai, this display was an old car that had coins stuck all over it and this is what the sign read: The starving artist syndrome is outdated, boring and uncool. The new artist wants: CHANGE

I could not help thinking of these lines from Pablo Neruda when I thought of Change…

He who becomes the slave of habit,
who follows the same routes every day,
who never changes pace,
who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,
who does not speak and does not experience,
dies slowly.

And again….
He who does not travel, who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
she who does not find grace in herself,
dies slowly.

Are you open to change?

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7 Replies to “Change”

  1. Oh, what a lovely poem! I’m all too guilty of getting into ruts and not venturing out of my comfort zone. Thanks for the reminder to push myself a little!

  2. Have thought a lot about change recently and find these words to be very powerful! In fact I have gone out and purchased a few pieces of new clothes in vibrant colors as a way for me to begin a new journey of change! Beautiful message. Thanks and Best Regards, Wendy UBC

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