April 20, 2011
Great photography club meeting last evening, and for the first time in a long while I enter an assignment (photo impressionism). It felt good, and I know our critiquer said wonderful things of my work both upon its merits, plus due to the fact that I've been lax in my entries. Lesson learned. Get busy.
I must only do and not think about it, and something wonderful will manifest. The urge is great. I must just get past the "dragon of unworthiness". Slay him I will...I will create no matter what!
April 18, 2011
I've taken in my work for the photography show at the Tis' gallery. In doing so, I'm able to converse with a woman who is very influential within the local art community. This is good, as it is indeed helping my situation. I did feel a bit of unworthiness before walking in the gallery space, but am glad she is there, as I already knew her a bit. This is yet another step for me and my work, and I'm thankful that I have many friends and acquaintances in the exhibit. It eases things a bit.
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Beginnings of intense creativity are now becoming active within my being. I must act upon them. My studio is now de-cluttered and in working order. Funny, it looked so daunting, but took little time to put things in order.
April 17, 2011
Today is intake day at the Tis' gallery for their photography exhibit. I'm happy to be in this show, as I've wanted to be there since their opening in 2007.
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I find the "marketing" of my work, plus the role(s) I am involving myself with seems to be taking center state in my life. Aspects of creativity are loosing ground, as energies are directed to the managing of and organization of elements to make these organizations run well. This I must alter to ensure I continue to find and execute the initiatives to create my art in whatever category that is. Be it photography, digital work, paint, pen & ink, or entirely new avenues. It is time, once again, to devote at least "1-hour a day" within the boundaries of of my studio. Whether is is clean-up or organization, (as I did yesterday), creativity in any medium, or just anticipation of what is to come...I must spend time there. If I don't, nothing will manifest, and I may indeed loose the 'ground" I have already gained.
April 16, 2011
I find my blue Lamy pen. It is the little things that instill our lives with courage and aspects of happiness. I do believe it all transpires into what one makes of it, and we can of course take that into whatever realms of the positive or negative we wish to express.
April 15, 2011
I seem to have temporarily misplaced my blue Lamy fountain pen. Not in pockets, not in "luggage", hoping it is home or at the office, or studio. So, I'm using a .03 Prismacolor fine line marker. A true art instrument! It feels quite strange in my hand, but as I continue to write, comfort levels begin to come to fruition and flow occurs...not only flow of ink, but flow of words.
This morning before leaving, I look at my studio space and begin to feel a bit remorseful at the condition I have let it become. I have done little within its confines for now many months. As I have written recently, I've become rather lax in many aspects of creativity due to many silly thoughts and processes.
Great photography club meeting last evening, and for the first time in a long while I enter an assignment (photo impressionism). It felt good, and I know our critiquer said wonderful things of my work both upon its merits, plus due to the fact that I've been lax in my entries. Lesson learned. Get busy.
I must only do and not think about it, and something wonderful will manifest. The urge is great. I must just get past the "dragon of unworthiness". Slay him I will...I will create no matter what!
April 18, 2011
I've taken in my work for the photography show at the Tis' gallery. In doing so, I'm able to converse with a woman who is very influential within the local art community. This is good, as it is indeed helping my situation. I did feel a bit of unworthiness before walking in the gallery space, but am glad she is there, as I already knew her a bit. This is yet another step for me and my work, and I'm thankful that I have many friends and acquaintances in the exhibit. It eases things a bit.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Beginnings of intense creativity are now becoming active within my being. I must act upon them. My studio is now de-cluttered and in working order. Funny, it looked so daunting, but took little time to put things in order.
April 17, 2011
Today is intake day at the Tis' gallery for their photography exhibit. I'm happy to be in this show, as I've wanted to be there since their opening in 2007.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I find the "marketing" of my work, plus the role(s) I am involving myself with seems to be taking center state in my life. Aspects of creativity are loosing ground, as energies are directed to the managing of and organization of elements to make these organizations run well. This I must alter to ensure I continue to find and execute the initiatives to create my art in whatever category that is. Be it photography, digital work, paint, pen & ink, or entirely new avenues. It is time, once again, to devote at least "1-hour a day" within the boundaries of of my studio. Whether is is clean-up or organization, (as I did yesterday), creativity in any medium, or just anticipation of what is to come...I must spend time there. If I don't, nothing will manifest, and I may indeed loose the 'ground" I have already gained.
April 16, 2011
I find my blue Lamy pen. It is the little things that instill our lives with courage and aspects of happiness. I do believe it all transpires into what one makes of it, and we can of course take that into whatever realms of the positive or negative we wish to express.
April 15, 2011
I seem to have temporarily misplaced my blue Lamy fountain pen. Not in pockets, not in "luggage", hoping it is home or at the office, or studio. So, I'm using a .03 Prismacolor fine line marker. A true art instrument! It feels quite strange in my hand, but as I continue to write, comfort levels begin to come to fruition and flow occurs...not only flow of ink, but flow of words.
This morning before leaving, I look at my studio space and begin to feel a bit remorseful at the condition I have let it become. I have done little within its confines for now many months. As I have written recently, I've become rather lax in many aspects of creativity due to many silly thoughts and processes.
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