“In order to move from the realm of shadows into the light of creativity, shadow artists must learn to take themselves seriously. With gentle, deliberate effort, they must nurture their artist child. Creativity is play, but for shadow artists, learning to allow themselves to play is hard work!” The Artist’s Way p. 29.
The day has slipped by, it is very hot and humid, I have had a headache most of the day. Mostly likely sinus and a bit of social hangover. I know I have a bit of that every time I am amongst people for a length of time. Yesterday afternoon was spent with Radical Faerie Friends for food and general socializing. I offered to by the faerie bus driver since, the van seat at lest 6 if not more. So I picked the guys up at 13th and Walnut and proceeded out through Kelly Drive and to Germantown. The best part was connecting with an old friend who I had lost contact with in my moving around, and he recently friended me on Facebook and we had been trying to make time to meet up, so this was the moment.
Lots of healthy as well as not so healthy food and snacks abounded, conversations were usually just surface stuff, leaning on the catching up with what everyone has been doing, etc.
I napped around noon time, was seeking to read my work for the day, and was off the dreaming in the sultry heat of the window fan. Life is quiet, email and even face book is rather dull, people are out having picnic’s etc.
My sister and bother-in-law had been out in the garden, we have been very late in prepping the veggie/herb garden this year. So for the past two days they have been cleaning it up, trimming things back, putting down some ground cover to keep the weeds down, planting a few veggies, most likely tomatoes and peppers, I saw parsley in the flat, some lettuses but it is way to late for those… I stayed out-of-the-way, I let them do their thing, and spend time together working on the land, getting touch with it and themselves. They both work and Jim has two jobs and works on Saturdays so he does not have a lot of time to be in touch with the earth in that way.
I notice that when I have been away from home in the city or even just in local area, stores etc I usually go for a walk in the wood. To reground myself. I really needed to do that last evening, it was 11:00 pm when I got home from the city, the dogs where well asleep, got up to give me attention but did not ask to go out, but out we went. Around the field, we disturbed the Owl who flew off in the darkness to a safer spot in the trees. The night air was cool, and filled with the night creatures sounds, and twinkling lights of lightning bugs, I did not notice stars, they may have there, I don’t recall paying attention to the sky, later in the morning, the moon was shinning in my window into my face, getting a moon tan.
Chapter one of The Artist’s Way ask us to look for the shadows, to find the child, the artist child to learn to protect him or her and to allow the childish creative art work to be our practice, not to judge and to compare ourselves to other artist. “In recovering from our creative blocks, it is necessary to go gently and slowly. What we are after is the healing of old wounds–not the creation of new ones.” Week 1 suggest. I is a great reminder of where I have been as well as where I wish to go.
We are also asked to look at our “core negative beliefs” which could be our blocks from family, friends, and society in general. Looking at the list, most seem so silly, that people would think these thoughts, about themselves and what it would mean to be an artist’s. Of course I have heard and experienced a few myself as I discovered my spiritual path. Such as “people will think I am crazy. My family will not like me.” I don’t want to give up the friends I have now, what if my work/art is not as good as others?” and the list could go on. Strange thing is I did not ever have these fears about my art, I knew intuitively that it was inherently that it was good, and I just had to practice, look around me, study others work, learn to be comfortable with my camera, leaning photoshop, learning by making mistakes, learning by the desire to take a certain type of photograph. I joined groups and clubs, I exhibited, I tell everyone I see that I am a photographer, well usually the camera is hanging off my shoulder. I continue to do just that and on a bigger scale.
Which leads us into creating and our using the affirmations that are listed on pages 36-37: Yet there is one thing to do first while writing affirmations, is to listen to the censor and to learn to switch the language around a positive. Writing the line above about I intuitively knew my art was good, even from the beginning. Is a fairly egotistic statement from a person who never had a photography lesson in his life. My censor could have said, Sure you are Jeff, but what are you taking photographs of? Sunsets and nature how challenging is that? Who do you think you are?’ Sorry to say I have not ever felt that way.
Last year when my work was rejected from the Juried Art Show in which one of my pieces just won second prize, I was disappointed, and confused, yet I used that rejection as a learning tool to figure out what I did or did not do correctly. And it was not the work it self, it was the product, the backing on the photographs that became unglued, bubbled up, they were unpresentable. I walked down the street to a framer I knew of and asked advise, and received it.
So to write an affirmation !”I, Jeff Stroud, am a brilliant and prolific photographer” Ten times is not all that difficult to do. Using the Creative Affirmations will allow me my artist to bloom even more so: “As I create and listen, I will be lead” Amen to that!
So I did not want to write today, my censor was saying, your too hot, you have a sinus headache, you don’t have anything to say, no one is reading these blogs anyway… etc! I am glad I did allow my artist brain to create this page, to allow the flow to move on down the stream of creativity!
Growth Question: Are you treating your Artist Child gently and allow him/her to play?
This photo I promised to submit once I found one I could photograph and crop to fit. This is Mom and Dad on their wedding day or their studio wedding photograph!
I am Love, Jeff