Jess Hill

My weekly grind lands me in the world of wonder known commonly as childhood. I am a day to day Mary Poppins.
Building forts out of blankets, singing songs about the seasons, making dances up for all the animals, all the sounds, and all the feelings.
I have organized my life so that I may be at play with it, joyful and curious even in the dark corners of the randomness encountered. In doing so I am continually inspired by the small wonders, the vibrant realness.
My day job, for lack of a better word makes for a special and valuable counterpart to a songwriter who’s main impulse is to create a place of dreamy wakefulness.  Hence my endeavour to dream vast and without doubt in a world that manufactures doubt even in it’s most privileged places and burdens all with its weight.

The documentary “The Eternal Children” by David Kleijwegt from The Netherlands, continues to be one of the most inspiring looks at artistry that I’ve seen in a long time.
I’ve watched it and revelled in the familiarity of the sentiments and desires displayed within. Each time I have viewed all or some of the film I have been reminded that these boisterous, curious, shameless ways of exploring life are possible in every moment and that I am of extreme fortune to live in a community that interacts and creates with such abandon at it’s best.

I am ever thankful to the dreamers and the belief makers! Thank you for painting your world into this one and by doing so changing the face of the day, for singing your saddest or sweetest songs under so many kinds of circumstance, for dancing the delight into the darkness with lights tied to your toes, for writing the words that remind us we have stories untold and precious in every breath.

Love!

: The above photo is of an art piece in the window of a gallery on College street in Toronto in June 2011. I never got the artists name. If you know it please message me so I may credit the work.