Tonight I ran into my friend Jon and we had a really good conversation about Mormon arts, which in turn reminded me why I publish this magazine (Mormon Artist). Because yes, I needed a reminder. I’m forgetful. Lately I’ve fallen into the “Oh, we have to publish another issue, hmm, what content do we have? Doesn’t matter, let’s just get enough for an issue and throw it together” mindset, which is dangerous and unhealthy and inevitably churns out mediocrity. Can’t have that.
Talking about Mormon arts, though, is like a jolt of memory shaking my mind up and resurrecting the original vision I had for the magazine — the reason why I cared enough to make it happen. It wakes me up out of my too-busy stupor, and it’s something I need to do more often.
To that end, I’m mulling over the idea of starting a Mormon Arts Society, some kind of group that would get together regularly (every other week or something) just to talk about Mormon arts. Almost like an old-school salon, actually.
Anyway, it’s conversations like these that fuel movements, crackling their way into energetic and lasting change. By small and simple things are great things brought to pass, after all. And that’s when it gets really exciting. :)
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