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The Separation of the Arts

My friend is opening a co-working space for performance artists. We met at a pitch session last year and connected on our shared plight of entrepreneurship. She’s a great force that I’m grateful to have in my life, and yesterday as we were talking in the space that she’s building, we kept coming around to the notion that there is a great divide between art communities. Listening to her and another friend go on and on about an array of theater shows, new and old playwrights, actors and their performances, I realized that I was completely in the dark about what was happening on Broadway and that it was experiencing a similar boom as I have been feeling about the literary community. I was so enthralled listening to them give synopses and make plans about shows that it dawned on me, there’s so much story out there that I’m not experiencing with my nose always in a book. It left us questioning what sort of behavior are we observing between people who are navigating between the different communities whether seamlessly like a Lin Manuel Miranda, or sporadically hopping about the arts like a me.

Perhaps that will be the mark of the time, in that our hyper-connectivity afforded us platforms to engage with an array of arts communities, but the real art and creativity came from how we did it. How we connected the dots between innovation in music and literature; how our sociopolitical lives were dramatized in movies, plays, and sculptures. It’s an exciting question to ask and has opened up to me a prairie of possibilities.

I suspect that there is a gland or wire of some sort that needs to be tuned to the right key in order to receive and appreciate this curiosity. Maybe it’s as simple as having an interest in it, maybe it’s about having an anchor or binder that I talked about earlier that keeps it all in focus. Maybe it’s just about paying attention to the world around us.

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