Friday, April 8, 2011

some dreamings from eumundi, spirit house and pj party, first weekend of April, 2011

i still pinch myself that i have this amazing opportunity to do ordinary things with two of Australia's finest artists, and i wonder how that happened, and what it is that i am to glean from this unique and exquisite experience. Is it just to absorb their process? Or is there a deeper reason that I am yet to unfold? We talked about how we work, and Brian and Nikki have unique ways of being in the studio. What I remember are things like the following (passed through my own imagination):
I can stay for hours in a studio, lying on the floor; walking around and around; going out for  coffee and returning; reading articles and then lying on the floor; walking around and around; finally around 3pm i may be ready to move something on the floor...but it is a culmination of the day. i have built up to this...reading, resting, thinking, moving, thinking, reading, resting...
It is cyclical, and so i dream this on more:
the creative cycle after talking with Brian and Nikki when working solo, and dreaming it on:


Checking in: where am I on a scale of 1-10? 10 being “My Perfect Rehearsal”…Lying on the floor absorbing the space saying hello to the world of the studio; walking around and around in the studio allowing the body to find answers to questions that I don't even know I am asking
 
Reading a relevant article or book, or looking at images, or doing a collage, or making an artists book, or…some physical activity that awakens the artist: multimodal depiction
 
Coffee break and absorbing the environment and finding links between the world outside and the world within
 
Selecting music that motivates, stimulates and moves me forward.  Gently physical warming into the kinesthetic channel…ImpulseTraining. Every cell is alive. Moving for ½ hour before moving onto the material that has been brewing…
 
Integrating reading, art making, moving, sensing, intuiting, by presenting idea on the floor to self and other
 
Check out, time to re enter the world


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