Ponderings on life, getting the most out of it, and the inspirational people you meet along the way.
The Ponder Room is a place where weary brains can rest, ruminate, re-energise. Like any trip to the powder room, some visits may miss the target or prove unnecessary, but you never know the next one might prove insightful, or at the very least leave you giggling and feeling a little bit lighter about life.
One of the aims of The Ponder Room is to profile inspirational people who enhance our world. On that note it’s great to see both James Foley and Lincoln Fenner continuing to have more and more success. Recently a friend introduced me to Ilana Yahav’s work …utterly amazing.
Ilana Yahav sand art
Ilana uses her hands, sand, music, light and most importantly her soul to make truly amazing images about friendship, love, compassion, and peace. Each performance begins as an idea in a sketchpad and undergoes hours of refinement way before she picks up her first grain of sand.
Her work has been seen all over the world including by the King of Spain, King of Belgium and thousands of people at the Kremlin where she was accompanied by four orchestras.
Watching her hands glide across the screen I found myself pondering about Maori, Hawaiian and Malaysian dancers. Reading Ilana’s website sandfantasy I also pondered once again, how often childhood passions resurface in what people excel at as adults.
‘The experience of direct contact with sand enthralled me already as a child,’ Ilana recalls,
‘It was a happy childhood along the shores of the Mediterranean, which I would visit every day on my way to school. I would draw a personal story, a kind of living diary in the sand. I would draw quickly, trying to finish it all before the wave would come and wipe everything out. I was totally spellbound. I would stand and watch until the drawing disappeared, realizing that everything is transient and temporary…’
Who knew a childhood spent playing at the beach could result in inspirational messages being sent out across the world. Ponder that next time your youngest is totally immersed in sandcaslte construction (who knows what's really going on in that little head), or when you want an excuse to run away to the beach for an afternoon.