The Plane

Ann Y.

  • This piece of writing is a recollection of a moment when I felt the most alive - in the midst of an electric orchestral performance at Davies Symphony Hall. After the performance, I was just positively wired with energy - and I just knew I had to eternalize this. I opened up the notes app on my phone once I put my cello away, and scrawled down the three key words that I was feeling. Writing was my way of immortalizing this moment of revival in me, especially after being downcast for so long.

  • Creativity means to me, the act of translating the fantastical worlds in our minds to the real world. Breathing new life into our reality. To be creative is to derive the essence of our life experience and present it to the world, bring the forth the unconscious and make it conscious.

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