Friday Selection Box: 25th February 2022

Imagine if … festival (1 – 31 March)

Ken Robinson died in 2020.  This online festival has been designed to carry forward his work and to mark the publication of his last posthumous work. Lots for those interested in creativity and education.

Why becoming a data-driven organisation is so hard

…to a degree that is perpetually underestimated, becoming data-driven is about the ability of people and organizations to adapt to change.

Many organisations are including ambitions around becoming more data-led or data-driven in their business plans but there is not always a matching understanding of the implications of this for how people work.  

Women Composer Sunday – 6 March 2022

A joint campaign by the Society of Women Organists and the Royal College of Organists to get more work by female composers heard to mark International Women’s Day.  (Full disclosure: Susan is on the Committee of SWO.)

Here are 10 reasons why feeling understood is crucial to your well-being.

Why feeling understood is so important.

The unconscious fear that seems to always be lurking in the background is that if we aren’t understood it will be as if we never existed. (M.Schreiner)

Pink Genesis: David Benjamin Sherry

A beautiful, fascinating, and thought inducing book

For Sherry, stripping things down further—rendering images as fields of color, produced through chemicals, light, and time, but without the camera itself—was an opportunity to go back to the beginnings of photography at such a fraught moment.

Given the appalling and shocking events of this week I wanted to end with a poem and for some reason this one spoke to me.

Let There Always Be Light (Searching for Dark Matter)

by Rebecca Elson

For this we go out dark nights, searching

For the dimmest stars,

For signs of unseen things:

To weigh us down.

To stop the universe

From rushing on and on

Into its own beyond

Till it exhausts itself and lies down cold,

Its last star going out.

Whatever they turn out to be,

Let there be swarms of them,

Enough for immortality,

Always a star where we can warm ourselves.

Let there be enough to bring it back

From its own edges,

To bring us all so close we ignite

The bright spark of resurrection.