Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EDT August 4th 2023

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Thank you to everyone who joined us for this session!

For this session we took a close look a the painting “Round Hill, 1977” by Alex Katz, posted below.

Our prompt was: “Write about a conversation that never happened.”

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“Round Hill, 1977″ by Alex Katz

© Alex Katz/Licensed by VAGA at Artists Rights Society (ARS), NY

8 thoughts on “Live Virtual Group Session: 12PM EDT August 4th 2023”

  1. Rita B's avatar Rita B

    A conversation that never happened.
    Rita Basuray

    He said “but … “

    I knew where he was going, but I decided not to go there. Why would I? it’s been 15 years since we saw each other last, and even then, we didn’t bring up why we were splitting up. So, why now? I took my gaze elsewhere from looking at him, trying to give him some space. But he pursued – he coughed and said, “but don’t you want to know why we split up?” oooh! He did go there. I was tearing up, my voice felt hoarse, I couldn’t speak. I just stood up and started to walk away. I heard him sigh a big sigh, the way he used to when he was exasperated, but I didn’t want to know and walked off.

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  2. Michele348's avatar Michele348

    About a conversation that never happened~~~

    I saw him 4 years ago. We both had changed.
    More wrinkles on our faces, more gray hairs on our heads, and maybe a few extra pounds added on since the last time we met in person.
    We joked and caught up with each other… what was new and going on in our families.
    Although a period of time had transpired since we were in the same space, it was like the years that had passed didn’t matter.
    He was my older brother, I was his younger sister.
    We were family and the bond between us was still strong.

    A year after that encounter, I received a phone call that he had died in his sleep, taken from this world to the next.
    So many words, so many emotions that were left unsaid or felt.

    Brother, I’ll see you again one day and we’ll catch up.
    Until then, you are in my heart.

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  3. Andre Lijoi, MD's avatar Andre Lijoi, MD

    About a conversation that never happened…
    (An entry for the manifesto on doctoring with the patient at the center)

    I have been wanting to talk to them for a long time.
    I recall our first meeting.
    They seemed interested in what we were saying,
    but it quickly became clear that what interested them was marketing,
    recognition awards and technology advances.
    “I don’t have an answer to your question because we are reimagining that right now
    and we want you to do the same.”

    This translates to I want you to imagine doing your work the way we think you should.
    We are not interested in your imagination or creativity, or for that matter,
    your expertise and sophistication in knowing about caring for others.

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    • Michele348's avatar Michele348

      If you are true to yourself, you will never have any regrets. Some minds are closed even when the truth is staring them in the face.

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  4. rehavia6's avatar rehavia6

    Write About a Conversation That Never Took Place

    When a conversation occurs in my mind or on paper
    I am I extremely articulate.
    I use precisely the right words that perfectly convey my sentiments
    I have been vindicated when I was wronged.
    I have heard the words I needed to hear when a relationship ended in death
    I have expressed to a former friend how she has wounded me.
    It is astounding how
    Cathartic
    A conversation that
    Never
    Took place can be.

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