finding my way back…
Posted on | September 7, 2008 | 10 Comments
…To doing art. Another thing I’ve taken a long hiatus from. I have a list, scribbled on a piece of scrap paper, of things I need to pick up at the art store. In my absense, my gel medium has dried up. Brushes are in disrepair (having been well loved by Bean) and and my India Ink has grown hard in the bottom of it’s square glass jar.
I can’t say why or when I stopped. Just did, and then the weeks became months, and my soul was elsewhere. Maybe with words on the page? In any case, it felt good to slip back into paint and glue and ink and graphite, making something without editing; the inexact phrase of the image.
What have you left off or forgotten or taken a break from?
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I am Christina Rosalie
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September 7th, 2008 @ 4:15 pm
For me, the sewing machine took over from the paintbrush and glue. Part of my issue is that I have one workspace to share all my activities (I know, I’m lucky to have a dedicated artspace at all) so it requires a major clean up to switch. But last week I did, producing a painting as a gift for my niece which I can’t showcase yet as she reads my blog. It was great to get paint under my fingernails again
September 7th, 2008 @ 4:18 pm
uh. my blog.
I think you may have helped motivate me to continue, but you’re right: life with two little boys stretches you thin, and I’ve felt they have needed me more than anyone else. But I love my internets
September 7th, 2008 @ 7:49 pm
I’ve always loved your art. Glad you’re back at it – and back to blogging.
September 7th, 2008 @ 10:29 pm
I’ve been away from reading really commercial, but hard to put down thrillers by James Patterson, Dean Koontz and Patricia Cornwell. I miss those escapist retreats from my life! I really miss those books on CD for my commute. My three year old put pennies in my van’s CD player so I am constantly flipping radio stations. I have also been terrible about blogging for a year now.
September 7th, 2008 @ 10:41 pm
I need to find my way back to kayaking. With the cost of traveling and a couple of injuries this year, it’s been a long time since I enjoyed the quiet of the river. I’m hoping to be back in the Wind River canyon this winter; I’ve missed the green of the ferns growing from the cliff walls, and the roar of the whitewater.
I love your art! Keep with it! I haven’t made art since college… Your images are both inspiring and daunting. Maybe I’ll try that again, too.
September 8th, 2008 @ 1:30 am
Art. It slipped away one day, and I haven’t gotten it back. Urgh. It makes me sad when I think about it.
September 8th, 2008 @ 9:16 am
I haven’t played the piano since the baby was born 4 months ago. I miss my noisy pursuits!
September 8th, 2008 @ 3:57 pm
Writing. Words on the page. Perfect sentences. Images and textures and colors and sounds and smells created from noun and verb. Oh how I miss it! Please tell me a Mommy can find time to return to all that eventually. Soon.
September 8th, 2008 @ 9:16 pm
Oh you can, Barb. And you will. The first year passes in the blink of an eye in the bigger scheme of things…
September 15th, 2008 @ 11:33 am
reading your blog, for starters. and now i do, and i am bowled over just as i was the first time. so much honesty and perfection in your paragraphs. i would, could comment on every post, but not in one day
The thing is, I see that I have circles, and the common thread is my being alone, and recording. sometimes i sit in the circle of art and books of collages. sometimes i am in the circle of drawing. sometimes photography, and sometimes writing. in each case, i am recording. in each case, it is difficult for me to be creative; easier for me to shoot, describe, scribble what I see. I have a hard time editing just one photo into something abstract.
And I can rarely keep more than two of the circles alive at once. I keep the drawing now just for vacations, with books.
and the collages for those rare times when jon is out of town and i can make a mess on the floor of our tinyass apt without feeling watched (even though he doesnt care. his presence still inhibits me). and i try to juggle photography and writing and wonder should i focus on just one?? am i getting anywhere with any of these?