(re) define : Absolute advantage, as defined by the The Economist:
“This is the simplest yardstick of economic performance. If one person, firm or country can produce more of something with the same amount of effort and resources, they have an absolute advantage over other producers. Being the best at something does not mean that doing that thing is the best way to use your scarce economic resources. The question of what to specialise in--and how to maximise the benefits from international trade--is best decided according to comparative advantage. Both absolute and comparative advantage may change significantly over time.”
Absolute advantage, as redefined for a woman uncontained.
The decision to use a woman’s own creative gifts, talents, and inherent capabilities for beneficial results to her life such as the economic stability and financial independence of herself, her family, and her community. By supporting her own life with the effort and resources available, a woman receives the initial seed benefit and resulting fruitful experiences. The process and journey to a more intentional and personal usage of creativity is unique and fundamental to self respect, self love, and a sense of peace. Throughout life, she must adjust how she uses her energy.
ex. spending hours writing poems to perform for other // learning the words to communicate with her mother and develop new bonds as they begin to develop a foundation for an adult friendship.
ex. creating images for the approval of others // decorating the spaces of her inner landscape and private rooms to sustain an adaptive, energizing, and carefree space.
ex. minimizing her natural responses to appear more acceptable to other // finding the environments where her intuitions and desires are welcome, wanted, and respected.
No matter what a woman produces, when her how is used to serve the world and includes herself as a viable priority, she receives the maximum joy, jazz, and journey resulting.
My first blog post is on the creative environment. The conditions of maintenance and the discretion of distinction. The merging of professionality to the personal amidst an emerging economic industry.
Where is the place of a woman? As the artistic possibilities grow amid the changing of times, I reflect on the emerging sentiments and ideologies of artists, creatives, and writers to establish a place that is neither understood, deemed acceptable, nor accessible to the world. Here, I find other young women who desire the fruits of creative while beginning to take part in a monetized world, where value has a number, and risk comes with knowable consequence yet imaginative possibility. I am discovering and creating the place in which I will belong, a la James Baldwin.
I reside in the Palm Beaches, a landscape of abundant naturality and business driven governance and cultural planning. I want to learn more about this process, hence why I have created this blog.
I want to share the journey of a woman who amidst the crossroads of formal education, informal art making, scholarship, confusion, ignorance, boldness, and faith is choosing to create art through the daily insignificance. I want this blog to be a space for discovery, criticism, and possibility.
I am decided my identity is divided among the thousands of choices, challenges, and decisions given to me and that my harvest will overflow only from the enclosures I set.
I am interested in life, in living, in awakening, and sustaining the bonds each generation has fought to find and prolong for our survival. Here is my fight to pursue the forces that define my life using the tools of my disposal. Color is the sign of life and through my work, creative and professional, I want all I create to be filled with the colors I know to go beyond the boundaries, the hues and vibrancy that are uncontained.
How does a woman create joy within herself?
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself --
How does a woman create jazz within her community?
For Black Poets
Who Think of Suicide
Black Poets should live — not leap
From steel bridges (Like the white boys do.
Black poets should live — not lay
Their necks on railroad tracks (like the white boys do.
Black Poets should seek — but not search too much
In sweet dark caves, not hunt for snipe
Down psychic trails (like the white boys do.
For Black Poets belong to Black People. Are
The Flutes of Black Lovers. Are
The Organs of Black Sorrows. Are
The Trumpets of Black Warriors.
Let All Black Poets die as trumpets,
And be buried in the dust of marching feet.
How does a woman create her journey within the world?
“I wanted to fight with the weapon that I had and they were not the weapons of the streets; they were the weapons of high culture--and I thought I could do it. I thought about this character that I was and I realized that I was not alone, that there were young women like me all over the world all over the world. And that this business of being overly educated, overly well brought up etcetera, young black woman, young black man, then that finding themselves completely made invisible--do you understand? That that condition was shared and that I could bring the understandings that I had gained from that position to bear on what I thought were the really rather ridiculous arguments for keeping us out.”
The crossroads between professional development and purposeful fulfillment has left me reluctant to name itself and there declare the other.
This incoherence assumes a poetic disposition but alas my clarity must appear to distinguish the basis for this blog. Hmm, I have used blogs before, closely and from afar for years and today I encounter this tradition again--a telling escapade of personal understanding, discovery, and journey through narratives and analysis.
For this blog, I want to chronicle the development of my scholastic and creative ideas and work.