Friday, December 5, 2025

The Arts 12/5/2025



In any period of time the Arts are there for us. Though sometimes we need to fight for it in our institutions. We need the Arts like we need food. We use the Arts for mental health. The outcome is to allow us to feel life.

Art: "The conscious expression of human skill, imagination, and emotion, creating something beautiful or meaningful." Our region of NW Indiana (The Region), as I have written many times before, is dripping with talent in all forms of art. It can be in the form of a painting, sculpting, writing, theater performance, music, design, to dance. There are more. The arts whether the creator or the observer can "reduce stress, ease anxiety / depression, help self-awareness". For me today, it is helping with my self-awareness.

Traveling this evening to the art show I was in awe once again of my surroundings as I exited the Cline 912 to Whiting. My awareness awakened, as it sometimes does on this same road traveled. There is so much industry and at the same time so much community. The two do not clash. They complement. It brings a realism, a true meaning to co-existing, holistic. I could just feel the vibe, enjoying the visionary input driving through at night. Of course the destination has a lot to do with it. I was not driving into Whiting to work at a job. I was driving to Whiting for new experiences, new findings, new conversations with new people.

I think people become wrapped up in their own made chaos, thinking it is how things are, how things work, that whatever they do will not change things, so why change and break the pattern. Not true! If you do not realize that change is necessary for your development and personal mental health, then you might be missing out on opportunities to do just that. Change is good. Change is necessary. Do not wait for change to find you. You go find the change. In this case, do not sit on your butt at home watching television or the standard bla bla bla you always orchestrate to do. Get up and change. Change is good.

With that I was hoping to see more community at the Calumet College of St. Joseph's Campus Collective Faculty & Staff Art Show reception held this evening. It runs from December 1, 2025 through January 9, 2026. You have time to go see it, however the reception would have given you a different and I believe more enjoyable experience. The campus is welcoming to the public, and would be super happy to direct you to the exhibit, or have someone escort you. I found this exhibit exhilarating because of the different talents. I went specifically to see and support my good friend Dawn. At the same time I met many great Faculty and Staff, and had a long heart warming conversation with a lady that help frame and focus on what is good at this college and in life. Sorry, I am not wired to remember names. They kept helping me find "literature and writing" that I want to do, through the faculty and staff who where there. I missed talking to a few I was directed to because I was long winded with others. I hope I can still work out who was who so I can reconnect. I really want to expand on my literature and writing.

Here are my photographs from the evening.

















No, the subject was not the water bottle or tree. It was the young lady at the bottom right. Many times when shooting candid, you would like to remove items such as water bottles, but the time to do that would change the image when it involves people.


















Exhibit Runs From Dec. 1, 2025 – Jan. 9, 2025

Calumet College of St. Joseph
Private Catholic School
2400 New York Avenue
Whiting, Indiana 46394
(219) 473-7770
gallery@ccsj.edu



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