Sapphire, whose eyes
Are a childs'.
Sleeping, whose eyes
Are the sea.
(I stood on the rail
Where I shouldn't be.
Balance was easy.
A trainwreck
Tied to each wrist.
A shipwreck
In the middle of bliss.)
***
Decided to avoid the boards for a while. But, if I know myself at all, my patterns, usually the thing I'm avoiding most is what I next end up exploring most thouroghly. I guess that's the Universe's way of saying 'You've been gifted with an intense and natural curiousity...don't be so fucking narrow minded'.
I usually listen. Ususally.
In the meantime, I spent an absolutely joyous afternoon browsing the interviews section of this labyrnthine site!
I love the artistic process as much, if not more, than the finished works themselves. When I make something, a painting, poem, I know it's done when I feel a *schwump!* a seperation; a calving, as it were, where the piece takes on an autonomy, a breathing of it's own, on it's own. Then the process can start all over again. It's actually a physical sensation, as well as psychical. When I read that Picasso experienced the same thing, I said "Yes!"...permission, justification. I'm on the right track. He said that when he could all but flatly ignore a work, then happen upon it later and be suprised, or even shocked, he knew it was done, complete. It's a great feeling, completely liberating.
It means I'm free to do more, perpetuate the cycle without clinging to the "unfinished". Anything else is a working sketch for future work, or it's abandoned or destroyed.
I love interviews with artists of different mediums because it shows this 'inbetween'... how the artists' mind works, or how it doesn't. That can be the best part. Being familiar with what constitutes your own vocabulary and feeling free enough within and without to add to it or edit at will without true loss or fear of loss...that's a major key to originality and creativity in general. Expansive mind with respect paid to inherent checks and balances.
I had a great time, and I'm going back in later.
Jarboe. Chuck Palahniuk (thrice!). Einsterzend Neubauten. Rollins. Hal Hartley. Jourgensen. Depp. Burton.
I was in hog heaven. I loved it.
Only name I didn't run across was William Gibson.
That's a shame. The man's a Seer as far as I'm concerned.
Most of my William Gibson experience has been in interview form. Brilliant mind. So prescient and lucid. His is not structure of imagination, but prophecy based on a keen eye and common sense.
Off to read...
rain
+
Are a childs'.
Sleeping, whose eyes
Are the sea.
(I stood on the rail
Where I shouldn't be.
Balance was easy.
A trainwreck
Tied to each wrist.
A shipwreck
In the middle of bliss.)
***
Decided to avoid the boards for a while. But, if I know myself at all, my patterns, usually the thing I'm avoiding most is what I next end up exploring most thouroghly. I guess that's the Universe's way of saying 'You've been gifted with an intense and natural curiousity...don't be so fucking narrow minded'.
I usually listen. Ususally.
In the meantime, I spent an absolutely joyous afternoon browsing the interviews section of this labyrnthine site!
I love the artistic process as much, if not more, than the finished works themselves. When I make something, a painting, poem, I know it's done when I feel a *schwump!* a seperation; a calving, as it were, where the piece takes on an autonomy, a breathing of it's own, on it's own. Then the process can start all over again. It's actually a physical sensation, as well as psychical. When I read that Picasso experienced the same thing, I said "Yes!"...permission, justification. I'm on the right track. He said that when he could all but flatly ignore a work, then happen upon it later and be suprised, or even shocked, he knew it was done, complete. It's a great feeling, completely liberating.
It means I'm free to do more, perpetuate the cycle without clinging to the "unfinished". Anything else is a working sketch for future work, or it's abandoned or destroyed.
I love interviews with artists of different mediums because it shows this 'inbetween'... how the artists' mind works, or how it doesn't. That can be the best part. Being familiar with what constitutes your own vocabulary and feeling free enough within and without to add to it or edit at will without true loss or fear of loss...that's a major key to originality and creativity in general. Expansive mind with respect paid to inherent checks and balances.
I had a great time, and I'm going back in later.
Jarboe. Chuck Palahniuk (thrice!). Einsterzend Neubauten. Rollins. Hal Hartley. Jourgensen. Depp. Burton.
I was in hog heaven. I loved it.
Only name I didn't run across was William Gibson.
That's a shame. The man's a Seer as far as I'm concerned.
Most of my William Gibson experience has been in interview form. Brilliant mind. So prescient and lucid. His is not structure of imagination, but prophecy based on a keen eye and common sense.
Off to read...
rain
+
I haven't read any William Gibson since I was twelve. Hm.
Hope you're having a good (at least tolerable) week.
I know how to deal with it if it's caused by anything but chemicals.. Then it's just hopeless, and have to resort to Vicodin. Even had to go to the ER it was so bad, once.
Denial is the worst. I wish there could be a national be-honest-with-yourself day and that people actually would. Could you imagine?
It's good you're doing what you like, especially now. Learning how to keep yourself company, huh? Not many people know how to do that.
Take care, be good to yourself.
PS
[Edited on Aug 01, 2005 5:58PM]