BONUS: Change the Story- Genesis

<p><strong>Where did Change the Story / Change the World come from? </strong>How about a bad home, drugs, and prison. A predictable story? Sure, except when you throw in the National Cathedral Choir, a geodesic dome, and the stubborn belief that art can save the world. You never know!</p><p>In this episode we are going back to the beginning with the first episode of what was then a new podcast produced by the <a href="https://my.captivate.fm/www.artandcommunity.com" rel="noopener noreferrer" target="_blank"><em>Center for the Study of Art &amp; Community</em></a> in 2020 called <em>Change the Story, Change the World</em>. In it I share the very personal story of how the show came to be and try to answer why would anybody want to listen. </p><p>It’s a journey of many decades. It begins in the leafy suburbs of our nation’s capital around the time that America started losing what some have called its innocence---Along the way we encounter hippie communes, the requisite drugs, sex and rock and roll, art colonies in prisons, and armies of artists doing battle with the likes of the Slobodan Milosevic, Pol Pot and the US Department of Justice. This week on Change the Story, Change the World, the story of how my story crosses paths with the early history and extraordinary growth of the global community arts movement.</p><h2><u>THRESHOLD QUESTIONS AND DELICIOUS QUOTES</u></h2><p> ?Can the creative process be a lifeline for people who are struggling? &nbsp;</p><blockquote><em>"The pervasive, penetrating pulse of all that music was a god damn miracle, all at once a soothing balm, a shattering depth charge, and a transcendent window into other dimensions." </em></blockquote><blockquote><br></blockquote><p>?Can art help us reimagine and recreate the social and cultural fabric of our communities? </p><blockquote><em>"One of the bedrock understandings of the hippie universe was, to coin a phrase “you can’t always get what you want, but if you really need it, well, you can make it yourself.” So, in no time at all, we found ours