We are, ourselves, creations. And we, in turn, are meant to continue creativity by being creative ourselves. Basic Principle 4, The Artist’s Way.
For some reason each time I read the Basic Principles which is each morning, unless I am distracted by other pleasures that the ego wishes to wallow around in, this principle capture for me the essence of the creative recovery/discovery process. The creative process can be anything if it is conscious and coming from a place of love. Yes I know the world has created many things out of the place of fear, but it was fear due to a sense of protection of wanting to preserve that which a community or nation may love in some form or another?
Yet here in this blog/morning pages creativity is a spiritual connection, arriving from that place to the heart, from the of desire to share with the world beauty. “to continue creativity by being creative ourselves.” brings the process full circle.
Last evening I attended the Delaware Valley Mixed Media Artist first meet up. Created by my new friend Kathleen Dallara Pennell a creative artist in mix-media. We met up stairs at Wegmans supermarket in Cherry Hill. I mention this because this shopping center is a work of suburban art, creative in store placement, architecture that is sort of old fashion chic, yet the parking lot is not just a huge parking lot, it is landscaped with patches of grass, trees, large boulders surrounded by flowers, and sidewalks and walk ways for people to get from store to store which is spread out for effect. I was very impressed, if one can be impressed with a shopping center?
The meeting was a gathering of six women and three men which includes myself, there was a bit of structure but mostly get to know you kind of event, sharing about our work, what our needs and wants where, what type of studio, or gallery space that we use or know of. The visuals where many books and magazines brought by Kathleen, to stimulate, and inspire, bringing mix-media work into a delicious colorful banquet for the soul and the eyes. There was a few books I was very interested in the Artist Journal book, which had idea and wondrous photographs of artist journals packed with drawings, photographs, printed words as well as written. Some had small paintings, some had found object stuck between the pages. It was brilliant. I recall a collection of books a few years back that told a story with much of the same form of art. I have no idea what the title was at this time.
So all it all it was a good start for the gathering of local artist. I look forward to the continued involvement. It has inspired me to look at different forms of art from a new perspective. I was not trained in the art world so I have much to learn, much to please the eye and allow the senses to take in.
When I got home last evening at 9:30/10:00 pm, I took the dogs for their late night walk, and I like to be in nature, feel the trees, grass and dirt under me after I have been elsewhere. So we where enjoying the nights fresh air, fragrance of the woods, when I see Riley run after something, at first I thought it was a cat, but it didn’t run off , so as I am looking and calling Riley, Muffin as to go investigate too! By then it was too late, I realized it was a skunk, and Muffin got a good dose right in her face, Riley being a little more worldly wise, and escape mostly, just a hint on his back end. Poor Muffin was snorting and running to roll in the grass. The skunk just went on with its business…
Getting home I had to leave the dogs in the yard, I had to go through the house to find stuff to wash them with, I was most likely smelly myself since Muffin wanted to rub up against me! The evening was spend with bathing them with Tecnu the orignal outdoor skin cleanser, doggy shampoo, Muffin three of four times, until I figured she had enough and did not smell completely awful, Riley twice, because he was not so bad. I figure another good washing today, hoping it warms up a bit more.
Well we spend the night in the yard, under in the tent cabana, me with lounge chair cushion on the ground, sleeping bag and indian blanket, three pillows, and my lap top, so I could read before bed time. We three cozied up together, the ground lumpy and slopping to the down to the right. The night cooling down to the high 50’s, sleep was a bit difficult but I had a few hours, the dogs are watch full, yet I they slept as well.
We have been up since 6 am, walked twice, still out side enjoying the arriving day and gearing up for a few more baths and hopefully a nap in my bed before too long. My intention is to go to an exhibit opening this evening at the William Way Center, an exhibit of black and white photographs of New Orleans after Katrina, by C. Molieri who in 2007 while working with Common Ground capture the rebuilding of parts of the 9th Ward. Yet day has not completely unfolded and much to do before than. All in a days adventure.
Growth Question: Be Creative!
I am Love, Jeff