My latest post in The Listening Room HQ is about what happens when creative practice enters the space of men’s work.
Creative practice has a way of loosening what words alone can’t reach. It’s not about art as product, but about opening. A way men can meet themselves, each other, and others differently.
It’s not theory or performance, it’s a way of grounding, disarming, and opening what’s otherwise hard to reach.
In spirit, it sits not far from Nick Cave’s Red Hand Files, a place where correspondence becomes a kind of soul map. The Listening Room HQ works in a similar way though with men’s practice: gathering fragments, gestures, and creative practice into a field of shared soul work.
You can read it here: Creative Practice in Men’s Work.
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