I read your letter...

I was thinking about making a different kind of art. Art evokes a response. Even being non-responsive to art is technically a response to it. I was thinking of a chain of letters. The first letter (below) makes a statement. A response to this letter will be made by someone anonymous…maybe you? You can respond with advice, a reflection, a different perspective, a critique or a story. Whatever you are moved to say…say it. Your response will then be responded to by a new anonymous writer. The chain of letters will go on and on until it ends. Your responses become the project and the project is the art. The first letter is here below. The author will remain anonymous. Please email me at cottonwoodcanopy@gmail.com with your response if you have a response to the below letter or if you have a letter you’d like to write to help move things along. I will select the letter that is most interesting to the integrity of the project and publish it on my blog for the next writer to respond to.

Sometimes I feel so completely and utterly ordinary. When having conversations with others I often focus on the fact that I have nothing to say about what they are saying. Is it me? Am I hollow? Or is it them? Perhaps being hollow is my way of being deep? Every “normal” conversation bores me. I want to hear something good! Something juicy, something worth celebrating, something worth crying over, something maddening, something that makes my jaw drop. Something that deserves a hug…or a slap! Tell me something good. Am I allowed to make such demands when I feel I have nothing “good” to say myself. It’s like inside I’m saying “entertain me!” Me. Me. ME. Maybe this will entertain you?