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A new blog to contain answers to prompts

Since my old blog "Everyday Canvas Open in new Window. became overfilled, here's a new one. This new blog item will continue answering prompts, the same as the old one.


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To spread good will and hope all around.


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October 1, 2025 at 1:32pm
October 1, 2025 at 1:32pm
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Prompt:
"My work is the embodiment of dreams in one form or another."
William Morris
Write about this quote in your Blog Entry today.


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I had to check this one. We probably were introduced to William Morris either in the art or the history class too many decades ago, but I have no recollection of it.

According to Wikipedia, "William Morris (24 March 1834 – 3 October 1896) was an English textile designer, poet, artist,[1] writer, and socialist activist associated with the British Arts and Crafts movement. He was a major contributor to the revival of traditional British textile arts and methods of production."

So, William Morris was possibly talking about his entire work in general and the textile design in particular. Several decades ago, I had a friend who was a textile artist, who used to say that textile design is flat, nothing like the three-dimensional view of a good painting. Maybe, but each art is special in its own way.

As to the quote, I guess William Morris was a dreamer. I used to be a dreamer, too, until I discovered "work," for work is the main fall guy. It goes through the grind of putting words on page, battling memory losses and blocks, crafting lines or sentences, tearing them down, and rebuilding them. And this is exactly what I'm trying to do right now, for what it's worth.

Getting back to dreaming, a dream is only a whisper. It's, at best, a pure potential offering many possibilities, such as 'what if's and 'could be's. Consequently, it is fragile, formless, yet with boundless internal landscape. That is...until work steps in as the relentless architect of that formless thing. Work tests and tempers the dream, lets its soul take shape, and becomes the bridge between imagination and reality.

All this made me wonder if work is the antithesis of dreaming. Then, I thought the better of it and realized it wasn't. This is because our work and our dreams move to create together to make an impact, to let us leave a legacy, and to show what we have done become the most tangible evidence of our purpose here on earth. Just like William Norris did.





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