Friday, August 31, 2007
About Me
- Name: jm
I am a brilliant creation of the universe formed from the cosmic protoplasm sailing into eternity. I have two hands, two feet, a couple of great ears, and I'm clipping through life at a moderate pace; minding my p*s and q*s, crossing my t*s, dotting every i.
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High ridges close to the sky, are mighty fine. The redeeming part of where i live now is my bird house in the sky. Being next to blue, my heart open to the sky, i am well.
Home for me is still a North coast bluff facing Islands in a Sound with the Mountains as gleaming backdrop.
The silver voiced creeks of the mountains and the greater pulse tones of the tides both sing in me.
Easy to see why the River -the Great Ohm- could enlighten Siddhartha.
I have been in some stillpoint for days. Since the eclipse really. The outward stretch of that night as if simultaneously in two places, alone and with others.
Simultaneous equations, Simultaneous lives but only one moment, one life.
Then along you come with Siddhartha and what happens? Siddhartha turns up over and over the next few days- Ah just in case you didn't notice here it is again in some little dimestore mystery. How funny.
so
i'm letting things sink in.
The quiet seems to extend beyond me.
I wanted to talk to Winston about some things i'm reading about; Sagittarius Galaxy and Virgo Stream Galaxy also a Canine Galaxy which intersect our Milky Wsy. We have become more sophisticated with infrared imagery and computers to create starmaps. We now see we are not alone but emcorporating other galaxies into ours. Other wisdom?
Energetic pulls and twists. It isn't just Earth who is going through changes but all of the planets. Old stars seeding our Hel's path?
The information can be read multiple ways. It would make an interesting discussion for a night on the patio when i am sharper.
Now i am content to just let be, open to impression.
No move to paint or write.
How 'bout you?
What a week.
This is fascinating. I watched Siddhartha three more times and it's still with me. Many impressions. I thought I was alone on his tangent, but I know better.
Now i am content to just let be, open to impression.
No move to paint or write.
How 'bout you?
The same. It's not the time to try and prove and be recognized on the usual levels. I wish I could be free of this. Do or not-do, all the same.
In the film, the cinematography was beautiful. There were silent stretches and lingering frames, just the tropical sounds in some scenes. I realized how much I love this stillness. The drama of the non manmade. I hope to pursue this even more than I have.
Ja the stillness, the empty spaces they capture us all. We fill in all that is needed.
Better.
This afternoon i received an e-mail from someone who knows my work. She sent a link to a painter friend of hers in France. A real stunning moment for me. Someone who is only seeing the website writes, "she is a profound and ancient soul, she knows that, her colors are magnificent and she is connected to her source. All things we need to be"
This has caught me up short, lovely words for sure but the responsibility of how the work is perceived as being mine I think i have been sliding around that...for really the work feels channeled. I don't work with too much awareness.
I am not sure how much i want to be seen behind the work.
Does that make sense to you?
Yes.
But this is the response we're always waiting for, and this week I have been impacted with this very lesson. You mentioned the dilemma of receiving, and even if you remain obscure, your work speaks for and through you, and to others, so you owe it to the receiver to take the compliments with as much grace as you did in creating the pieces.
I thought long and hard this week about the connection and what to do. Much to report.
This is a very beautiful gift of praise. You are the artist no matter where it originates. You've been selected to be the conduit. Lots of responsibility. Learning to be a master and possibly even abandon self-doubt.
I've mentiond this before, but part of the dynamic is the viewer needing to share her feelings with the creator. There can be a false humility in not taking credit for the mastery as well as hubris on the other side.
It's very very important for the receiver to be able to do this. So we have to take it to the source willingly.
Haven't you felt that? the urge to contact a writer and tell her how she moved you? Share your personal experience with the work?
I have the same conflict about coming in from the inspired netherworld, but it has to be so if there is to be a fair exchange.
I want the work to be as open and accessible as possible to the viewer so I guess for me i want the work to stand in front of me not the other way around.
I think this painter must be exceptionally perceptive and perhaps this tells me more about her?
exactly
i want the work to stand in front of me not the other way around.
I don't think there's anything to fear in that regard in your case.
This occurred to me. As an artist, I've sacrificed and put myself out on limb, suffering in ways I can't describe, and I always want the magnitude of experience to be felt by others. However, the recognition of the totality is rare, and I want to come to an understanding. I recognize it; most don't and probably won't. A very few do get it.
The important thing is to be detached from the less than complete experience and certainly not pander to their responses, even if money is involved. I think patience to wait for the knowing ones to come along is a good idea, and also let them nourish our growth as only this kind of complete and genuine reaction can.
Even the tear-shedders are limited in what they can do for the larger cause, but some are in the know I want to work with them. It's a mighty current that goes against artists, but this is part of their growth.
I don't want to be confused with what masquerades as art in society, and if that means being hidden and obscure, that's fine. If it means I never get recognition, that's fine. If it means I get great recognition, that's fine. It must be genuine.
Authentic, my word for this year -must be Pluto over my sun- you figure?
I was just surprised by my own reaction to someone out there with whom i have no connection whatsoever.
In my day-to-day world i try to balance things as well as i can. This is my only means of support. Sacrifice? yup. Try raising a child on a single artist income. heh. But somehow we squeaked by..and i continue. Amazed mostly.
I was just surprised by my own reaction to someone out there with whom i have no connection whatsoever.
There's a lot going on chemically in the body with this. One initial reaction is to feel unworthy, as if it's a hoax, and will be found out. Doing it is one thing. But people believing in it is another entirely. Lots of fear around it, even if one knows it's genuine. It's hard to completely believe that the other is for real, and then that the work is really that good. It's good in their view, so that's enough. As far as she is a profound and ancient soul, that's really impossible to say for sure. Sometimes I think we all are. Talent is something special, though, and we were selected for good reason. How much that means in terms of ancient greatness, I don't know.
I will never cease to be impressed with your success as an artist.
eh, it's the obsession remember?
As an artist, sometimes I know I'm connected to universal energy, and other times I completely miss it. I'm great at times, other times, less so, but better than the mediocre.
What I'd like to learn is not to be so invested in the huge dramatic display of cosmic everything and let it be. Good when it's good. Not so good, when it needs to be that.
And most of all, I want detachment from the audience, the hardest achievement. Sometimes they like it when it's bad, and sometimes they walk away when it's magnificent. So it's entirely their own experience, and if I respect them, I will grant them their freedom.
My insecurities come and go on their own track.
Obsession can be manageable maybe??
And most of all, I want detachment from the audience
this is a lot easier for me that it would be for a performing artist i would guess.
A lot of people's response is projection. Something gets triggered and then takes over and it can have everything to do with who and what you are, or not much of anything.
Back the node. Identity.
Yes, it's much harder as a performing artist which is why they record so much and remove themselves from immediate response. The great thespians and singers in history were well acquainted with the vagaries of the audience and that was a technique all its own. Some have walked offstage when the audience misbehaved, so it becomes a complete relationship within itself. The major plus is the realtime and the sharing of spontaneous eruption and momentary unrehearsed genius. The swells of the crowd in joyous response are also worth it.
Obsession can be manageable maybe??
hahaha
maybe
i know a lot of "artists" who make a decent living selling their work then times change and so they move on to their next job selling real estate or whatever.
I'm stuck with artist lean years good years. I have other interests but the art is all, everything else is secondary and mostly dovetails to some aspect of my paintings.
A performing artist is doing something else entirely from a studio artist. It's group ritual, so the audience is part of the art. They have a specific job as enthusiastic responders. A piece of work that is purchased goes on the wall for the future, but performance is one time and only remains in memory.
There's a lot to coordinate.
Sometimes I think I don't care enough about response, even though I say I do.
That could change with the Pluto square, though.
The more detached from outcome the better i work. If money is tight it is tempting to look to the recipient, try to second guess what might sell this is a terrible influence. i have to pay attention. Even when i think i've got it all set aside it can be pretty insidious.
Over the years the trust has grown so i mostly can paint and trust. This year has been harder because i've seen a lot of worthy artists struggling as never before.
A performing artist is doing something else entirely from a studio artist. It's group ritual, so the audience is part of the art. They have a specific job as enthusiastic responders
Good way to say it.
Partly why i started doing select fairs. I do not fit in many. But i do need the reaction of passer-by. there nothing more rewarding than a person who just stops, lets it sink in. and maybe says, "Oh"
Some people thrive on the gallery scene. I deliver and leave as quick as possible. That could all change if you or someone gets the ball rolling for a different venue.
I figure it is happening as we speak, somewhere on a napkin. Things work just this way.
Why i repeat about the grandmothers so often, opening the door for that to enter.
If you see Winston tell him i've been thinking about him.
BTW what's that cute co-pilot's name?
g'night
Heheh. The name of that rascal escapes me at the moment, but I'll ask Winston.
That's interesting about the fairs. More later.
Good night, ancient one, who will probably be a grandmother again one day.
This is from Paul Levy's latest article and it coincides with what we were discussing.
When the work of art is performed, as in a play or music, something "passes between" the artist and the audience. A true collaboration, the artist and their audience enter into an intimately engaged symbiotic relationship, connecting with each other in such a way that they both become transformed. Feeding off of and into each other in a way that uplifts and inspires everyone, both the artist and the audience couldn't be creating their experience without the other, as by their mutual co-operation they create something greater than themselves. Their "art-event" deepens the artist's and their audiences' realization of how they can engage with each other so as to creatively dream up a trance-forming and transforming experience.
The collective psyche needs an antidote and art is the best one at this point since religion isn't working, and possibly even sports to some degree.
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