Monday, July 26, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
The Space In, Between
darkness insist upon it's-self of its own existence
until
completely,
obliterated
by light
Friday, November 13, 2009
Poetic Play with "Water Found on the Moon"
The watered moon cries
it's deepened gust.
Winds, wind his maiden -
cratered deep and well.
The crystal ice-dream tears dance and settles, fine.
He reads to her once again from "Purest Love,
Devotion and Divine."
An exercise in Phenomenology.
Weaving a bunch of seemingly different things together can be a lot of lovin' fun... playing in the flexible, silly, rule breaking world of poetry.
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/11/14/science/14moon.html?_r=1&hp&emc=na
http://www.drhinternet.net/mw/display.php?M=1002983&C=e3dc899ad2bdc2fced77def1ff738477&L=6&N=1657
I like the word play with wind; as in air moving, and then as to tie or wrap and then using the word of the day/today - gust meaning keen delight (instead of a brief burst of wind). Placing the three in succession is a fun trick too forcing the reader to "redefine" the word in order to move on.
Layering definitions, this time with the word tear as in the crying and how the "...Lcross...slammed...carved out a hole...kicked up...impact...debris...” aka - tore into the moon is always enjoyable tactic as well.
I love the feel of water and the moon together, and twisting it a bit with a feeling of actually “watering the moon” I think this offers a unique, strange and funny feel. The moon has always seemed such a dry, barren but beautifully bright, deeply scarred “thing.” There is something yummy about blending the two words/worlds together.
The [earthly] maiden reference ties into the HevanLY song I sing to Evan sometimes at bed time also paralleling how the moon continues to wind around, dance and love the world.
The rhyme (or NLB: neat little bow) at the end is for Craig.
...even thought the moon is getting attacked, his deepest ache is his love for his lady. I'm such a romantic.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Why Are Aliens Naked?
I am a big fan of the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Universe series and the other day I saw a qick glimpse from Spielberg's ET where ET is hiding in the little girl's closet posing as a stuffed animal...and I had a funny thought.
Why are aliens naked?
And knowing what a consumer culture we're in (cringe)...
I'm thinking these are some ripe, untapped business opportunities.
The Roswell Design District
Featuring, but not limited to...
Haunt Couture
E.Tea Wig N' Biscuits
Z -ExTra : Unique Bonnet and Sun glass
Palatial, Too-Petite Panty Palace
Anyway, I'm thinking of playing with the idea a bit more by doing a Pen and Oil Pastel-Stain Series - it, in itself, is a fun media-eshish process. But in the meantime here is a silly alien foot doodle.
Z -ExTra : Unique Bonnet and Sun glass
A. LeeAnn's Boutique du Jour
Galactic Gowns and Pumps
Ramp it Up Runway Wear
Cloning Cloaks and Smocks (it's actually a nock-of brand)
The One-Stop Alien Sock Market
and the much needed, but definitely undersold...
Palatial, Too-Petite Panty Palace
(Now I'm thinking that I've played too much Toontown with my son - If you don't get the reference, your missing out :)
...
MAC Cosmetics could be invited to open a mega-store or something (they've been selling to them for yeeeeaarrrrs! and resolve to the fact that no one will EVER be able to compete with them within the ET Market Place.)
Perhaps, with todays high-speed technology, the mall could also include a kiosk The Millisecond - with a tagline like "Todays Special: Downloadable Dialects! Get the inside edge on what the locals are really saying at your favorite Earthly haunts - Only $2,569.02 USdollars per download! Take advantage of that great exchange rate NOW!"
...or something to that effect.
MAC Cosmetics could be invited to open a mega-store or something (they've been selling to them for yeeeeaarrrrs! and resolve to the fact that no one will EVER be able to compete with them within the ET Market Place.)
Perhaps, with todays high-speed technology, the mall could also include a kiosk The Millisecond - with a tagline like "Todays Special: Downloadable Dialects! Get the inside edge on what the locals are really saying at your favorite Earthly haunts - Only $2,569.02 USdollars per download! Take advantage of that great exchange rate NOW!"
...or something to that effect.
Anyway, I'm thinking of playing with the idea a bit more by doing a Pen and Oil Pastel-Stain Series - it, in itself, is a fun media-eshish process. But in the meantime here is a silly alien foot doodle.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
A musician played Bach...
I just received this email, and I thought it was so wonderful that I wanted to share it here...
> Washington DC Metro Station on a cold morning in 2007. A musician played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately two thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.? After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
>
> 4 mins. later the violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the till and, without stopping, continued to walk.
>
> 6 minutes: a young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then? looked at his watch and started to walk again.
>
> 10 mins: a 3 year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly, as the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced them to move on.
>
> 45 minutes; the musician played? Only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32.
>
> 1 hour; he finished playing and silence took over? No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
>
> No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars? Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
>
> This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities. The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it?? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
>
> One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be:
>
> If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments .... how many other things are we missing in life?
Here is a link to the video:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html
> Washington DC Metro Station on a cold morning in 2007. A musician played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately two thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.? After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
>
> 4 mins. later the violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the till and, without stopping, continued to walk.
>
> 6 minutes: a young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then? looked at his watch and started to walk again.
>
> 10 mins: a 3 year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly, as the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced them to move on.
>
> 45 minutes; the musician played? Only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32.
>
> 1 hour; he finished playing and silence took over? No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
>
> No one knew this but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the best musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars? Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
>
> This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people's priorities. The questions raised: in a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it?? Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
>
> One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be:
>
> If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments .... how many other things are we missing in life?
Here is a link to the video:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2007/04/04/AR2007040401721.html
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Creative Process
For me the creative process works form the inside out, not from an attempt to duplicate what is already outside of me – when working from copycat mode, I inevitably catch a bad case of the yawns.
Focusing on the visual aesthetics of a piece distracts me from working with the essence of a particular topic or idea. To me technical study, though valuable, is best left in the classroom. For instance, when drawing a simple line I like to focus/experience the drawing of the line - feeling the line as it expresses, manifest; experience the creation of the line even if it’s a line of frustration or confusion. What does the line feel like inside me when it is manifesting? Not focusing on what the line needs to look like, where it needs to go or what it needs to do visually for the piece. Working from awe and discovery is a heck of a lot more fun, not to mention a lot more interesting.
An artist’s job is not to reproduce the visible, but to explore the possible.
I enjoy studying technique (this has not always been the case) purely as an exploration into a certain discipline. Afterward, I try to just forget it and trust that through the concentrated act of interacting with a particular discipline that it has integrated itself into my awareness and abilities. From there I just have to trust it, and let is express when appropriate to do so.
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