Sunday, October 31, 2010

IF ... Spent

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Momma always said there'd be days like these. Being spent contains an interesting balance. It's eerily vacuous; missing the familiar 
push-pull. Gone are the longings and desires that drive us to action. 
It is simply a state of suspension, where the multitude of our psychological and physical parts are seemingly held in check 
by gravity alone. Who said nothing matters?

Monday, October 25, 2010

IF ... Racing

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Fear, love, and exercise are three culprits that cause our hearts to race. That accelerated pounding, where it feels like the heart wants to jump right through the chest, places us smack in the moment, and makes us feel so primal, so human, and so alive. 

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And then, there's the classic story of the tortoise and the hare.

Monday, October 18, 2010

IF ... Spooky

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Here, some common household items - a wrench, staple remover, tape dispenser, egg beater, and soda bottle with it's neck cut off (certainly THAT'S spooky) are buried (ooo ... the word sends chills down my spine) within this composition. OK, so they're not exactly buried ... they've been resurrected (a nod to Doc Frank) in this collage of paper, ink and pastel. These items were a requirement for a basalmorphic analysis for my drawing class. (Yes, the study of psychotherapy for mutant herbs, but frankly, I'm banking on Gestalt.) I examined the still life before me, sprawled across the table like amputated body parts. Perfectly still and lifeless. Deader than a doorknob, really. And then suddenly, an edgy transformation 
occurred ....  bbbrrruuuuaahhh!ha!ha!ha!

Monday, October 11, 2010

IF ... Transportation

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Man has a romance with magnificent flying machines. OK, so this is woman and her perspective drawing class. With limited time, mandated objects, and a splash of creativity, both Illustration Friday's weekly word challenge and my homework assignment are resolved.  Hmmm ... my son doesn't think it will fly.

Monday, October 4, 2010

IF ... Beneath

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Thunder. Nothing drives me outdoors faster. It's a pied piper. Or rather, pied drummer. The sound is so magnificent. Rare and exciting. A little clapper came through a few days ago, bringing memories from Forth Worth. Now THAT was a storm! After my trip down Memory Lane, I took a long and winding philosophical detour pondering the enormity of nature and my insignificance in the overall scheme of things. You know, really got beneath it, and then tried to say all of that in a picture. (Is it really worth a thousand words?) At least one thing is certain ... when the skies finally open, change is on its way. I'm putting my moccasins on.