A cookbook combining writing and cooking.
Part of the ars?
When iconic Texas novelist the
late Elmer Kelton told his father, a ranch foreman all his life, that he wanted
to be writer, the elder Kelton gave his son a look that “could have killed
Johnson grass” and said, “That’s the trouble with young people. They don’t want
to work.” Elmer by his own admission never made a ranch hand, but he made a
heck of an important Texas writer. Does it matter?
Almost every congressional fiscal
resolution includes motions to defund the National Council for the Arts and the
National Council for the Humanities, on the theory that the money could be
better spent in more practical ways. In the US the arts usually play second fiddle
to business and “practical” matters. Perhaps it’s our Puritan heritage, when art
was suspect of being at best unorthodox, dangerous, and at a worst a tool of Satan.
Perhaps it’s the more modern reality, as Elmer’s father thought, that it’s hard
for a young person to make a living in the arts. Nonetheless the notion remains
in too much of society that the arts are frivolous.
“The arts” is an umbrella term.
What, really, does it include? When people hear the word, they usually think
visual arts—painting and sculpture—with the performative arts next—theater,
dance, musical performances, etc. And finally poetry. Somehow creative written
works are often left out of the mix. And yet, they require as much creativity as
the other arts. So I often include books in the definition and even that is too
narrow, but it may be the best we have at the moment.
Writing in the “Maine Crime
Writers” blog, author Dick Cass reviews the book Your Brain on Art, by
Susan Magsamen and Ivy Ross, an exploration of the ways that art and science,
instead of being antithetical, actually come together. Our brains need both,
and art, instead of being frivolous, is essential to good physical and mental
health. Here are some of the research-based findings that Cass reported from
the book:
·
Music with a rhythm of 60 beats a minute can synchronize with
human brains to produce alpha waves, the brain frequency associated with rest
and relaxation. Take it down to 40 beats or so and the rhythm synchronizes with
delta waves, associated with sleep. Music can also help rewire the brain after
a stroke.
·
Colors have a biological effect on human thinking and emotion.
The color red raises the galvanic reaction in humans, how much sweat glands
react, more than colors like green or blue. In one study, people in a
gray-painted room displayed higher heart rates than people in a more colorful
room.
·
Research into architecture shows that building with elements
like curves instead of straight walls can reduce the blood pressure and heart
rate of the people living within.
·
Imaging studies show that poetry has neurological benefits.
Reading poems lights up the part of the brain associated with restful states,
and rhythm is something our brains are hardwired to respond to.
·
Coloring, drawing, even doodling stimulate the prefrontal
cortex, the area of the brain that keeps us focused and interprets sensory
information.
·
Research even supports the notion that people who engage in art
have a lower risk of developing chronic pain as they age.
Note
that the last finding specifies people who engage in art, not passive recipients
who study paintings on a wall in a museum.
Are
you familiar with the concept of Tikkun olam, literally meaning “repairing
the world.” It’s a Jewish concept, although echoes are found in many Christian teachings
and writings, that each of us is obligated to leave the world a bit better than
we found it, to contribute something to the good of the universe. I worry a lot
about that, because I fear I write frivolous things—young-adult literature,
light mysteries. Yes, I hope my historical fiction brings a greater
understanding of history and women’s place in it, but there are all those other
works. What, really, am I contributing? Cass’ article and the book have made me
turn my doubt on its head. The question is not what am I contributing through
my art, but what is my art enabling me to do for others? Is it because I write,
a creative activity that stimulates both brain and body, that I am able to
write historical fiction and even some young adult novels that may shape some
pre-teen’s reading.
The creative arts are not something
self-indulgent nor something to be lightly dismissed. They are part of the total
development of an individual. Kurt
Vonnegut put it so well: Practice any art, music, singing, dancing, acting, drawing,
painting, sculpting, poetry, fiction, essays, reportage, no matter how badly,
not to get money and fame, but to experience becoming, to find out what’s
inside you, to make your soul grow.
I think my avocation of cooking even falls within that
category, along with writing. They are both activities that allow me to share
some of me with the world at large, whether it be a book you read, a recipe in
a blog, or a dinner you share at my table. And I think that is a good thing.
Go, free your spirit, do whatever brings you pleasure (well,
within reason)—it will help you grow.
A personal note on our family woes: my brother thinks he’s a
bit better, we are moving ahead with fixing the plumbing problem, and Sophie
didn’t snap tonight for her shot (after three tries—I got a donut collar).
Maybe writing about all that has helped.
Thank you for listening and sweet dreams.
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