The first question I ask myself when something doesn’t seem to be...– John Cage
The Story of A Panic
In the back of my mind I’ve had story of an english picnic in the italian countryside that is disturbed by the presence of the “great god Pan.” Its haunted me since my adolescence, but I’ve never been able to track it down. During this last trip an Sicily driving through Chestnut and Ash groves high above the sea and watching the wind whip across the golden grass I...
Thouroughly Un-modern Aspen
I’m just leaving from a few days with the Aspen Institute Business and Society program and reflecting that there is something completely pleasurable about the pace and ethic that the Aspen Institute has set for the way it gathers. My first visit was to the Idea’s Fest where as a surprise session Bill Clinton spoke to about 100 people under the tent. It was one of the most inspiring...