Sometimes the synchronicity of it all astounds me. Everywhere I turn this weekend, the theme of creativity has been rampant. From Luke George's reflections on his dance practice on Thursday afternoon to Dumbo Feather on Friday night to a discussion with strangers last night to this morning's art exhibition by 4 year old Raffi, the question, where does creativity come from, has been picked up, turned over, weighed and reflected upon. I don't have an answer. But the thinking is rich.
Raffi invited us to his home-as-gallery with the white walled living space acting as installation
and environment. We were able to witness the artist-in-residence working on his latest clay piece and, while the paintings were not for sale, the yarn jewellery was.
I asked Raffi where he got his ideas from, he just shrugged and said he just sits at his craft table and he just knows what to do.
The x-ray of Raffi's brain at 8 months is perhaps the missing link. If you stare hard enough at it, you may well discover where creativity comes from.