trying to find it
touch it..
inspiration .
a purpose .
my reason .
my heart.
to be in the studio zone
it's been bleak inspirational days in the studio
conflicting, pulling, a dual in opposites to being
.
.
my . self
aimless these days at the palette bench.
So, leaving the studio again. A short walk for direction
to
'just get into the work'
but still a lack of desire.
Paint brushes resting on the glass-table, it's been week(s) and still, in their last colour skins, couldn't even bother placing my twenty or so brushes in turps to clean.
This is a barometer of 'blockage'!
not sure why the cloud around me... it's just one of those short cycles I find myself in.
In the advent of Spring, just now approaching, these inner landscapes are shifting.
Some practices I found helpful:
- Poetry: reading The Essential HAIKU - versions of Basho, Buson & Issa - a bit of refuge in their love of observation, and in these names alone, have a punch and a might, to be titles of future works.
- ink & brush & an old drawing notebook - using the remaining blank pages to just noodle aimlessly. an'action' to mirror the empty motions in my day.
- purchased non-firing terra-cotta clay: molded shapes & forms without thinking to much about the process, it was enough to let my hands go and move again - to classical music - a real surprise once I stepped back to view what the hands manipulated! Wonderful figurine-shapes full of spirit.
- walk and more walks with camera
*
make some marks!
landscapes unfolding
Always seem to be about imaging the
L A N D
bird cloak
S C A P E S
molding figures
dreamtime
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