As a Matter of Hat

Joel Bird’s  Allotment Roof Art Shed complete with him and his hat! This would suit me very well! Joel is ‘featured artist’ of The Architects Shed. Why?  Read here !

Joel Bird’s Allotment Roof Art Shed complete with him and his hat! This would suit me very well! Joel is ‘featured artist’ of The Architects Shed. Why? Read here!

Some architects’ studios are very posh. This is more ‘eco-shed.’

As for BEING an architect, I’m not and never will be. I’m not a ‘this’ or a ‘that’ and nor are you. I am happy to wear the role of ‘Wild Rhymer’ like a jaunty hat when necessary, without a backward glance to outdated definitions.

So what are we? The paradoxical sum and the deduction of our Nth Entities as Guest Poet of the Architect’s Shed, Anne Le, brilliantly shares here. I salute her and trust one day she will be tempted out of retirement. Read more about her here.

Great Hat Photo by  Luiz Guimaraes  on  Unsplash

Great Hat Photo by Luiz Guimaraes on Unsplash

You’re not a ‘this’ or a ‘that’. Roles are only hats we wear - sometimes willingly, sometimes unconsciously and sometimes they’re shoved on our heads unbidden. You are free to remove mental impositions. Dare to go bareheaded!
— Pearl's Pearl!

I’m deliberating starting light (which doesn’t mean shallow) in its best sense. Wendy Cope and I share a dislike of the phrase ‘light verse’. It reduces ‘light’ to bland. The bottom line is that a cracking piece of ‘light verse’ may prompt laughter, tears, stomping of your feet or simply be a nudge to think about something differently in a more accessible way than its serious poetic sibling.

And sometimes, light does mean light and that’s what we need. Prose is inevitably harder, as my dear poet friend Mary Barltrop summed up in this little ditty in her eighties, in response to a poem I sent her:

To express oneself in prose
Loses by a nose
When it comes to gentle rhyme
Give me poetry every time.

Consequently, every space in Wild Poplars will include at least one nursery rhyme or ditty to jiggle at the end of your hands like an excited child. Why? We need our imaginations. They make us smile and speak in simple. Because unless we treat Wild Poplars as a huge play-ground we’ll do ourselves a disservice and leave our creative potential locked out. Please don’t do that. Let your mind wander and wonder…

‘It is play, not properness, that is the central artery, the core, the brain stem of creative life. The impulse to play is an instinct. No play, no creative life. Be good, no creative life. Sit still, no creative life. Speak, think, act only demurely, little creative juice.’
— Clarissa Pinkola Estes, 'Women Who Run with the Wolves'

So throw your hat into the air and tuck this quote by Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from ‘Women Who Run With The Wolves’ into your back pocket. Its presence will remind you to keep moving!

And anyone who’s seen Mary Poppins Returns will know that imagination is most active in the company of children (big and small). Seriously, without imagination we’ll never change anything - watch George Monbiot [1 hr watch - unmissable] to see how vital it may be in sustaining future life on the planet!

Ready? With an architect’s apprentice hat temporarily perched on my head Clarissa ready to put a pin in our posteriors, what’s needed to get the Wild Poplars project off the ground? MAGIC