Veronica, on Arizona

March 12, 2011

This video comes from the underpass that connects Tucson downtown and Tucson hippie town; yet another borderland where the transient momentarily dwell. Is there a collective sense of identity or purpose that arises simply from sharing the moment?

Can DC relate?

As the physical manifestation of OMG’s theoretical discussions comes to be, I am excited by the challenge of meeting new minds and the creative exploration that follows. While I was in Tucson, the terrible shooting shocked the town. I attended the memorial where President Obama, among many others, spoke. The event was called TOGETHER WE THRIVE: Tucson and America. The “poem of hope” in our programs rings to me now. When such atrocity is rampant, a humble artistic endeavor can fall easily to wayside, but words like these aid in reminding us that our humanist curiosity is worthy of action.


With what stillness at last

you appear in the valley
your first sunlight reaching down
to touch the tips of a few
high leaves that do not stir
as though they had not noticed
and did not know you at all
then the voice of a dove calls
from far away in itself
to the hush of the morning
so this is the sound of you
here and now whether or not
anyone hears it this is
where we have come with our age
our knowledge such as it is
and our hopes such as they are
invisible before us
untouched and still possible.

–WS Merwin, US Poet Laureate

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