Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

Book Review: How to Avoid Making Art (or Anything Else You Enjoy) by Julia Cameron and Elizabeth Cameron

How to Avoid Making Art (or Anything Else You Enjoy) by Julia Cameron and Elizabeth Cameron

The 80 odd cartoons illustrating some of the creative excuses creative people come up with for why they aren't creating are the spoon full of sugar that helps the medicine go down.  The medicine being the little shots of reality disproving the excuse and the sugar being the LOL hilarity in seeing your excuse enacted by silly dogs dressed up as humans.  It takes the sting away while keeping your gazed fixed on the sharp needle of truth embedded in the contradictions between what you have said and what you have done and what is the reality.

Paraphrasing, here are some of the excuses I identified with the most:
  • Demanding 15 hour blocks of free time before considering getting started while using scattered 15 minute chunks for frivolous things.
  • Preferring to watch the movie on the screen over watching the one on the back of your eyelids. (your story)
  • Feeling depressed you don't have time to write.  Then turning on the TV to make yourself feel better.
  • Over-committing your time and energy elsewhere--people, jobs, organizations, housework, make-work.... 
  • Acquiring high-maintenance relationships that suck time and energy and overload you on drama that doesn't belong to you and leaves no room for the drama of your stories.
  • Surrounding yourself with negative naysayers.
  • Setting yourself up for failure by planning a project too big and complex for your current skills.
  • Talking about your WIP more than you work on it
  • Getting stuck in the planning/research stage forever.
This was the one and only book I read cover to cover during the read-a-thon Saturday.  I'm still feeling haunted by some of those images and challenges.  And I've reached for it several times in the last few days for booster shots.

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Sunday, January 25, 2015

Sunday Serenity

Helper Elf or Gremlin?


Bradley and I are both obsessed with this wannabe beanie.

Am experimenting with stitches to gather the excess up that won't look ugly.

The yarn I used for the brim does not do well with taking out and reworking so any fix must avoid that as I don't have enough of that yarn left for a redo.  It was left over from a shawl I made four years ago.

Maybe I'll just designate it a cat toy.

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Saturday, January 24, 2015

Crochet Oops!

The Beanie I Wanted


The 'Beanie' I Got
Bradley approves.

But he hasn't seen it on me yet.


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Friday, January 16, 2015

Time and Space

The crafter's tote spread across my workstation


Bradley wants to help.
A shortage of time and space is still a factor in making progress on the crafter's tote that was supposed to have been my sister-in-law's Christmas gift in 2012.  Two years late!!

I really thought I was going to make it for Christmas 2014 when I finished the Mobius strip in late September.  But I ran into another engineering problem in November that took me several weeks to (maybe) solve.  The solution entailed shopping for supplies, including online which order did not arrive until ten days before Christmas.

I'd already set it aside to focus on the Christmas gifts I could get done for local family once it became obvious I could not get it in the mail in time to reach the Rogue Valley before Christmas.

Last summer I rearranged this room again (an endless project itself) to make room to set up the card table so I'd have room to spread the tote panels out to work on them and to assemble them with the Mobius strip into the bag.

But then I unpacked the rest of my craft and sewing supplies which were still in the boxes I'd packed when moving out of our trailer spring of 2013.  A necessity since all my holiday supplies where among them.  I'm still have trouble finding homes for everything without resorting to piling the card table high with whatever is not in use that moment.

The big Joanne.com order in December and the several craft shopping sprees between my birthday in November and Mom's birthday January 3rd added to the problem.

*sigh*

It's only when Mom spends the weekend with my brother's family in Portland that I can clear the card table by piling stuff on her side of the bed.  She leaves Friday afternoon and returns on Sunday evening.

That is also the only time I can work on the big sort and organize project in this room, the bedroom and down in the basement.  A project which competes for urgency with the tote as it's not only for making daily life easier while I'm here at Mom's but to make moving and setting up my own household easier when the time comes.

So its a tradeoff.

This weekend I'm working on the tote.  Which will mostly mean getting reacquainted with it after a month's hiatus.


The active project surface has been this corkboard set across the edge of a box and a stool.  Bradley knocked it off twice and I once.  All three times it was loaded and spilled thread, hooks, needles, pins, buttons, beads, ribbon, pattern pages, notes, threaders, thimbles, scissors, measuring tape....

...and whatever WIP(s) were on it.

The time I knocked it off the corner landed on my toe.

I solved the problem by giving up leg room to move the stool to the front right corner.

The corkboard is covered with microfiber pads for blocking projects off the hook.  The picture of the puppy and kitten is a laminated card I use when working with glue or tape.  The stack of candy boxes are trays containing small projects or materials and tools. There's another stack of larger trays behind that one.

The box under that end of the board used to contain materials, tools and small projects but it was a hassle getting into it so I stuffed it full of yarn and thread not on the hook which needs to be wound before use.  That's what's happening to that ball of yarn on the corner.

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Friday, January 02, 2015

Enjoy Able

Enjoy Able

This fall was a rough ride with my mood a roller-coaster laboring up the inclines towards happy only to zip in a blink into the dips and getting stuck there for a time before beginning the climb again.  I lost interest in many of my regular passtimes but hung onto a few including the ongoing sorting/organizing project, videos (Star Trek and 3rd Rock from the Sun) and fiber arts.  I often combined videos with one of the other two.

Thesethings I still found enjoyable and thus continued to find myself still able to enjoy.  Lifesaving!  No lie.

One of my goals for 2014 was to finish more projects than I started--especially in fiber arts.  By midsummer I'd neither started nor finished many at all so in late August I set out to see how many I could finish before Christmas.  I lost count around a dozen in late October.  I've no idea if I met my goal tho as I started well over a dozen new ones between Halloween and Christmas--gifts and ornaments.

The picture above shows 7 of the items I'm making for Mom.  Some of them were in progress before the late summer push but I began several more.  With her birthday being January 3rd I had to prepare two sets of gifts.  These are not all as I gave her three small items for Christmas--a bookmark, a bracelet and a crocheted bow hairpin.  The items in the picture are the remainder of the smallish items that I still have hopes of finishing before her party begins at noon tomorrow:

  1. a pad for her tray to keep her plate or bowl from sliding
  2. another tray pad
  3. a flower hairpin
  4. a bow hairpin
  5. a bracelet
  6. a necklace
  7. a drawstring bag for her heart magnifier
I never got close on any of the bigger items I planned for her: legwarmers, scarf, hat, muff, lap blanket, apron...

Well if I don't get with it, I won't be handing her any new packages tomorrow...today actually as it is now less than nine hours before we leave.



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Thursday, June 26, 2014

CATcerto

the Klaipeda Chamber Orchestra
conductor/composer Mindaugas Piecaitis

Clips from  Nora the Piano Cat videos which first hit YouTube in 2007 are spliced together and accompanied by an orchestra playing a composition by Piecaitis.

What is unclear is whether the splices were created to fit an already existing piece or one composed for Nora's compositions.

Either way its amazing.

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Friday, March 07, 2014

Friday Forays in Fiction: Quote

hao sad hoominz mus b remyndud ob dis troof
Ever since I read Shan Jeniah Burton's Monday pep talk on Row80 a couple weeks ago, I've been ruminating on the role of play, improv and imperfection in the creative process.  Which has led me to search out book titles and quotes on the theme.

I discussed the impact of  that pep talk on me in my 145th ROW80 check-in February 23 and the imprint of that impact persists.  Maybe this time I won't loose sight of its importance.

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Thursday, March 28, 2013

Brooding

moar kittehs  caption share vote


I'm having one of those days.  Hazy.  Daydreamy.  On the edge of mellow but dipping towards gloomy.

Brooding is about right.  Especially in light of something I read recently about broody hens who stop laying eggs because they become intent on their efforts to hatch a batch of unfertilized eggs.  Sometimes when I get like this it can be the precursor to a creative breakthrough.  Other times it is the vestibule of melancholy.

I'm hoping for the former.

Two days ago I was eagerly anticipating this weekends trip down to Phoenix OR to see my husband and pack up my books, crafts, clothes as he has to vacate by May 15.  Now instead of focusing exclusively on how great it will be to see him and spend a couple nights with him, I'm already anticipating next week when I'll be back here at Mom's 500 miles away.

It didn't help that the trip got postponed from Friday to Saturday.  Something I learned just before going to bed last night.  Nor did it help when I heard today of another woman with visual impairment for whom the process of getting back on disability took over nine months.  I had it in my head that it should be faster than the first time not longer and my hopes were pinned on the end of summer at the latest.

My imagination is just refusing to accommodate the concept of this limbo being that prolonged.

It seems like every time I think I'm adjusting to the new realities created by my recent lifequake there is another aftershock to throw everything into a jumble again.

At times like this I feel like a fraud with a name that has to be a cosmic joke.

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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Did I Miss My Calling?



Still busy sorting and packing.  2pm Saturday is when I have to be ready to load my sister's van. That's less than 36 hours as I type this and I have to leave time for sleep (6hrs minimum) and a shower.  Have already been awake for almost 12 hours.

So, to the point of the title and pictures.  While packing and sorting I began to notice how many things I've made out of other things or repurposed in some way or another.  I seem to have quite a knack for it.

Pictured to the right is one of my crochet wrist bag kits.  Such kits will hold the ball(s) of thread and the project and sometimes the hook and the pattern.  This one is made out of a ziplock sandwich bag, a child's elastic headband and one of those clips for paper designed to lie flat after you fold the little rods used to pinch it open down.

When the project uses multiple colors I'll put the individually bagged balls into a larger bag together.  If it is just two or three colors that could be a gallon sized ziplock but for larger projects using many colors I use things like gift bags or the packaging for bed sheets like the one in the next picture.


The baggie pictured above is one of tenseparate kits all part of one large project--the crafter's tote which is my Secret Santa project.  Actually there are only 9 kits now as one of the 9 strips of squares is finished so there are now kits for 8 strips of squares and the Moebus strip that will be the bottom, sides and shoulder strap of the bag.  Waaaaaaaaaaaay behind on this project btw.

That project is sitting inside a gift bag atop a plethora of small projects ranging from bookmarks, to fingerless gloves, to headbands, and a drawstring purse.  That gift bag sits inside the lid of an apple box.

More repurposing.

Behind that gift bag are three more gift bags and a drawstring bag made of the same material as a set of our bed sheets as it was their packaging.

There are a total of 17 separate projects in the apple box.  I didn't count up the kits inside the projects.


Another example of re-purposing and dare I say, ingenuity is represented by this picture of the headphone jack on my netbook.

During my last visit at Mom's she started hearing voices coming out of my netbook when I was wearing my earbuds.  Around that same time I notice there was static that I couldn't eliminate unless I positioned the wire just right and did not move it.

When I looked at the two jacks--headphone on the left and microphone on the right--I noticed that the right one had a red ring around it and the left one a green ring.  The colors are not visible in the picture because I was too close an the flash bleached out the color.

I had always thought that those rings were just decorative and two colors possibly to identify them.  But when I started looking closer around the time the problems started last spring, I noticed there were tiny cracks in the green one.  I pushed on it and a tiny crumb fell out.  After that the problem seemed to clear up but only for a day or two so I don't know how or if that helped or hurt.

This problem has been on my mind as I anticipated the return to Mom's because my workstation is beside the bed in her room so I can't have it making noise.  It meant I couldn't watch video or play games while she slept but there was also the risk of the computer beeping and such.  To prevent that I would mute it but that made me miss a lot of important cues.  Seems to me there should be a way to mute the speakers without muting the headphones.

So yesterday while I was sorting I was thinking about it and it popped into my head that those rings might be some kind of insulation and thus the static when the plug touched something it shouldn't or was not seated properly in its connection.  I've heard that having such things fixed can cost more than replacing the computer so I was racking my brain for some way to test my theory by sticking something non-conducive in the spot where that crumb fell out.

Among the stuff I'd been sorting were a stack of labels off deli meat containers. Those reusable ones with the brightly colored lids.  I collect those containers and reuse them for various things both in the kitchen and office and bathroom and....  But why collect the lids you might wonder.  Well they are stuck on with an interesting glue that is kinda rubbery and stretchy and will stick to most surfaces and come off without leaving a mark.  A bit like post-it glue.  The best way to save those clumps of glue was to sandwich them between two of those labels as their slick surface was ideal.  Their slick surface is also ideal for holding post-its inside a book instead of sticking them to the page.

Anyway I decided to stuff a bit of that glue into the spot where the green ring was broken.  This was quite a tricky procedure because that glue has a property of returning to its original shape after you let go of it no matter how you have stretched and squeezed and twisted it.  But I finally managed to stretch a piece of it out thin as a string, hold it in place over the crack and push it int with a needle.

I've tested it several times in the last 24 and some hours and so far I've heard not peep out of the speakers.  Here's hoping.

i was quite pleased with myself.  Also feeling justified in my hoarding.  LOL.  Which came in a moment of deep questioning of my hoarding issue because of all the time I've spent in the last two weeks sorting boxes, bags, jars, cans, cartons and bottles.  Not the stuff inside such things but empty boxes, bags, jars, cans, cartons and bottles.  Nearly all of it is product packaging.  But there are the gift bags and the normal tote bags, backpacks and purses, and grocery bags and trash bags.

Oh yes.  Some people call it a sickness.

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Saturday, September 22, 2012

What's a Creative To Do?



TED Talk: Elisabeth Gilbert of Eat, Pray, Love talking about the relationship of the artist to the source of their creativity.

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Friday, August 17, 2012

Friday Forays in Fiction: Quote

Pink Cat by Diane Ong  @art.com


Something about this picture mesmerizes me.  Am finding it hard to tear my eyes away.  Was trying to figure out why when it occurred to me that 'why' was the wrong question.  If there even is a right one.

My gaze reminded me of the quizzical steady gaze of an infant so maybe it is similar in nature to that ever fresh wonder of a baby's encounters with the new and strange which for them is a constant of their days but for adults who are unpracticed at seeing something for the first time it is rare to have our gaze captured like that.

I just had to spoil it by 'figuring it out' didn't I?

But those thoughts either were stimulated by or reminded me of the recent posting by Laurie Halse Anderson of that Chuck Palahniuk quote over at Mad Woman in the Forest:


The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.    ~~Chuck Palahniuk

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Friday, May 18, 2012

Friday Forays in Fiction: Threads of Thought

It's hard to believe it has been a whole week since I joined ROW80.  It seems like yesterday.  It seems like a year.

The one goal I set that I've met daily is spending 30 or more minutes a day daydreaming my FOS story world with notebook and pencil at hand.  This has borne a lot of fruit already.

So what do these pics of crocheted granny squares have to do with fiction--either writing or reading?

Well as I've related here before, I do a lot of my story daydreaming while plying hooks or needles on fiber art projects.  One of the reasons I was able to keep up this particular daily goal was because I have several crochet projects for gifts that are on tight deadlines so I've been crocheting many hours per day.

Now some of that I must admit I do while watching videos--news pods, streaming TV or movies, Youtube... but in honor of my ROW80 commitment I sat with silence and no extra visual distraction for a minimum of 30 minutes which almost always turned into more than an hour.

Not only did I come up with new ideas but old ones that I had not thought about for a long time came to mind.  Some of these had never been written down so had essentially been lost until they returned while I had pencil and pager handy.  There was something about thinking while crocheting that seemed to stimulate my memory as well as my muse.

I wonder how and in what way the muse and memory are related.

The project pictured here was begun last night.  Almost exactly 24 hours ago as I type this.  I got the idea for during dinner and gather materials and started working as Mom was preparing for bed.

It is for a gift that has to be ready before10am Saturday which is about when my sister is leaving town for the day.  One event of her day will be a baby shower for the daughter of one of my sister's closest friends who I used to babysit many moons ago.

Yes the kids I used to babysit are becoming grandparents!!  Wasn't it bad enough when the started becoming parents?

Not only that but my Faye character was old enough to be my grandmother when I first conceived her an put the first words of the first story she appeared in on paper.  Now I am older than she was in the first scene.  *sigh*

At any rate I decided I wanted to make something for the baby.  But what could I make in less than 36 hours.

You tell me.  What am I making with six granny squares, a cat's toy ball and an old lady's support hose knee-high?

I'll post the answer along with the pics of the finished product tomorrow or Sunday.

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Thursday, April 19, 2012

I'm in a Quandary

funny pictures - Pardon me, do you have a few minutes to answer a short survey?



I need some insight on a character dilemma in one of my stories.  Here's the set up: Each spouse is a storyteller in one form or another.  One of them sees creative work as direct representation of the heart and soul of its creator and is always eager to give unqualified attention to the other's work and feels a profound sense of rejection when the other refuses to read(watch, listen too, attend performance etc) their work on principle (dislikes genre, politics, philosophy, religion, theme, character and/or style) and considers the threat of hurt feelings on the part of the other a form of manipulative tyranny over their intellectual freedom.

They each feel abused/misused by the other.

Is either of them right?  Or are both wrong?

Or are those just wrong questions?

Does this make the couple a poor match?

Could either of them ever be happy in this relationship without giving up too much of their integrity?

If you are a writer (or other creative) would either of these attitudes be a deal breaker for you in a relationship?

How is this worked out between you and your significant other?

I purposely left the gender out of my scenario to avoid gender bias in consideration of the questions.  It is possible that knowing the genders of the two is biasing my contemplation of it as when I switched the genders experimentally my feelings and judgments of the characters shifted.  I found that either position was more or less sympathetic/justifiable depending on the gender of its holder.  I also found that either position could be held and wielded by a tyrannical heart but only one of them, it seems to me, by a generous heart.  But again, I'm afraid my biases are bending my perception.

I suppose I just need to write the story to figure it out.  That's usually why I write stories in the first place.  But I got my brain and heart twisted into a pretzel of contradictions.

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Wednesday, April 04, 2012

My Read-Write-Create-Recreate Room

 AKA Joy's Office.

I posted the pic of the one corner of my new fun room that I had ready for pictures yesterday--the read/write workstation.  Today I have the rest of the room ready for pictures.

Above is one of the bookshelves.   The top shelf is an eclectic mix of books that have special meaning to me so they're up there on display.  Second shelf down is all tradeback fiction and there is a row the same size behind it with a few paperbacks as well.  Third shelf down is half hardback fiction and half tradeback fiction set apart because they belong to my niece.  Forth shelf down i hardback non-fiction.  Bottom shelf is more non-fiction in a mix of sizes and hard/soft backs.  The ones in the boot box are borrowed from my Dad's personal library shortly after he died in 2005.  I haven't claiimed ownership of them as I consider them as belonging to my siblings and their kids as much as me.

To the right of the shelf in front of the window is my mini-tramp.  The desk is to the other side of that.

When I took that picture, I was standing in the corner seen below:


This is my fiber arts wall.  That stack of empty fruit boxes on the right is a temporary sorting station for all the boxes and bags from the December move and the going to/from Mom's afterwards.  So is the tray table with one of the boxes that just came home from Mom's with me on Saturday.

Most of those boxes were full of books.  We moved twelve that size full of books  in December.

The closet behind the little table is full of more stuff to sort including craft supplies, papers and a lot of empty containers nested inside each other intended for organizing and storing the stuff.


Here we are to the right of my desk.  The bottom box contains notebooks, folders and files.  The middle box holds books awaiting reviews.  The bunch on the front left are review copies to be read yet.  Most of them arrived here while I was at Mom's but one arrived today.  The stack on the right mostly belong to my niece.  There is more in behind those--a mix of owned and loaned.

I keep my coats, visor and white cane beside/on the door as the front door of the house is just outside the door to my room.


Here's my desk again.  This time I'm showing it as a reading station with a book on the book easel and my magnifying glass beside it.  Yesterday my netbook was on the book easel with its mouse beside it.  The netbook is now in the slot bellow the white monitor stand that once belonged to my dad's now defunct computer.

The books in the blue crates to the left: top-a mix of spirituality and psychology; bottom-a mix of reference specific to writing.  The shelves in front contain my Britanica Great Books set on the bottom two shelves.  Above them is a mix of soft back non-fic mostly related to spirituality, philosophy and comparative mythology and religion.  On the very top is my World Book Encyclopedia set, a 1999 edition bought from the library in 2005 for $1 per volume.  That is also how I got the Great Book set.

It took me two days and probably a total of over twenty hours to put this room together.  I had it all ready for the pics by 7pm this evening (Wedensday) but was exhausted and could not focus my eyes so I went to bed.  I got up again at 10pm but when I tried to take the pics I got one pic and the camera batteries were dead.  It took me a couple of hours to hunt down some batteries that worked.  I raided remotes and cat toys.  It was a cat toy that finally supplied me with some that worked.  It is now 2:30 am.

This habit of taking upwards of four hours to put together a post has got to be broken.  this is why I seldom have time left for visiting other blogs.  Besides, blogging was supposed to be a side-dish to the entrees of reading, writing, contemplating and creating.

It's OK if occasionally a special post takes extra time to prepare but I must get the average down to under an hour.  Does anyone have any suggestions as to how I could manage this?

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Saturday, March 10, 2012

Collapsing the Box






This is an awesome demonstration of creative think.  So outside the box you can't see it anymore.

Designer Kelly Anderson challenges us to question our assumptions and then proceeds to demonstrate three of her projects in which she questioned the assumptions about the uses and attributes of common everyday paper products and then designed something that startled and awoke wonder inn the recipient.

She didn't just exit the box she collapsed it...Maybe just for a short time from moments to minutes but the ripple effect of that reassessing has incalculable impact on the culture in which it is set loose into.

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Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Flavorwire » Pic of the Day: A House Made Entirely of Vintage Books

Flavorwire » Pic of the Day: A House Made Entirely of Vintage Books:
'via Blog this'




I would like to have a writing space just like this.  To be enclosed by the soul of books and present for the spirit of story.  Not being able to open them might be a frustration but also a benefit as the temptation to distract and intimidate myself with another's words would be eliminated.  And frustration can be channeled into the writing giving its energy to the storytelling.

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Thursday, August 18, 2011

A Mess or Amazing

sorreez! i spilz ur skittlz  n da jakuzee

Perspective is everything and I'm trying very hard not to loose or skew mine as I begin to browse in my fiction files for the first time in months. I've barely touched them since the end of NaNo last November. And here it is already time to start preparing for this year's NaNo. Less than ten weeks!

The fact that I've let my fiction files and my story making skills lie fallow for so long makes me feel like a fraud. And if I don't start applying my time, energy, action and passion to them again soon I might as well paste a sticker saying as much to my forehead.

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Friday, July 22, 2011

Friday Forays in Fiction: Resource

Why reinvent the wheel when there are so many teachers willing to share their know-how?





Musings on craft, process and publishing by Robert Gregory Browne, author of several thrillers, among them Kiss Her Again and Whisper in the Dark.






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Saturday, May 14, 2011

Shine





I watched the movie Shine this evening and was enthralled. I wish I had time to watch it again and again before sending it back to the library. But I have too many DVD that have to go back in the next two days and more waiting for my on the hold shelf. I got in queue for a bunch of movies and TV series during April when I encountered mention of them in my reading on script writing during ScriptFrenzy. Many have come and gone since then but many have flooded in in the last two weeks.

Below is the scene from the movie of the teenaged Helfgott performing Rachmaninoff Piano Concerto #3.






In the soundtrack of the movie all of the character David's piano playing is played by Helfgott himself so I've included a vid of him playing.







I wasn't even aware until the end credits that this was based on a true story of a child prodigy piano player whose rise to stardom was interrupted by mental illness.

One thing that gave me shivers was when the adult David spoke of how his doctor had forbid him to play the piano, calling it too dangerous for him. The thought of having story forbidden to me--the reading, watching, writing or telling--gives my goosebumps goosebumps.

It seems to me there is something wrong with the idea of a mental health professional blaming the creative expression of a patient for the illness and cutting them off from the very thing that gives meaning and passion to their life.

What? Do they want a robot? A Zombie? Grey blobs in uniforms? Is that elusive thing they call 'normal' so important to them they have to eliminate everything that doesn't fit their concept of 'normal'. Why couldn't the doctor have had the imagination to see the music as a source of healing and encourage David to explore healthy ways to channel his creative instincts.

To my mind it wasn't the music itself but the pathological need to 'win' to be 'perfect' both probably manifestations of his illness. If David could have learned to decouple music from those obsessions, he might not have had to fear the music itself for nearly twenty years and it might have serves as his salvation instead of standing as his demon.

But what do I know?

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Monday, May 02, 2011

Escape into Enchantment


The baby afghan fringe is still giving me fits. So much so I am even beginning to avoid thinking about crochet as it is becoming tainted with this frustration. Then while wielding the needle in an attempt to use couching stitches to tack down the fringe pieces muscle memory reminded me of the joy I once had in embroidery, needlepoint and counted cross stitch. But instead of hankering after one of those unfinished projects I began to yearn to start a new one. Maybe a petit point (18 to 22 stitches per inch needlepoint) which I have always meant to do and must do soon before my eyes can't do it anymore even with 2.5 to 3.0 magnification.

Well I can say I have an excuse to do so in that I would need to start something brand new for my Secret Santa Giftee this year. Of course that could be something crocheted which would be a much simpler and quicker project. But well, I need a good excuse to start something new. :D

I've been looking at the kits online for needlepoint and counted cross stitch. I even found some very likely ones but it will be a couple months before I can afford the $30 to $40 cost of one of the good kits. I prefer the ones of the caliber of Dimensions Gold which tend to have the extra embellishments like gradual shading, blending filament, metallic thread, beads, outlining and other embroidery stitches on top of the needlepoint or cross stitches all of which creates a more intricately detailed work that looks less cartoonish than some of the plainer kits.

I got to thinking though that I had all the thread I needed to get started on a project of my own making. I even have a 10 inch square piece of petit pint canvass tho a yard of aida cloth would not be too expensive. I have some beads though by the time that step came around I could afford to add whatever is missing from the collection. I have nearly a full pallet of thread as once I collected two each of every color in the trays when there was a sale. I'm sure I'd be likely to run out of this or that color once a project got under way but I can easily replace the thread.

So all I need is a picture to turn into a pattern.

I spent six hours online this evening doing image searches on the theme of enchantment, fairies and fantasy collecting possibilities. I was completely surprised when Ed came in to bed. I hadn't done my post yet and didn't want to change the subject in my mind so I continued working planing to post a handful of the pictures. Then I remembered the slide show gizmo.

But I had not be careful to keep track of the artists during the search before I planned to post images. I'd just be getting screenshots of them for my needlework folder. So in order to post the images with a clear conscience I had to go back and find each one again to establish title of work and artist name.

I discovered the artist Sanderson via the Dimensions Gold kit that was made of her Woodland Enchantress. That is the kit I was hoping to get but I can't afford it for two or three more months and that may be too late to get started in order to finish by mid December.

Even after the intense search that image is in my top five favorites. I'm just not sure I should choose it if I can't get the kit that already exists. Whatever project I start I would want to blog about it and if I feel like I'm violating some ethical code I would shy away from posting images of my work in progress or even just admitting to what I'm doing.

But before I can start a new major project I HAVE to get that afghan finished. But that's a story for another post.

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