Mary Quite Contrary: January 4, 2009

plastic spoons and crowns

I have been meaning to gift all of my silverware chandlers to GAGA. I really enjoyed making them, and they keep asking about them.

They went well with my recently destroyed mirror ball ponys...Some teenage kids raided the Forest, ripped down and played kickball with a 50-60lb. mirror covered plastic pony. They also got to my Temple. Untill the Forest reopens I may not be putting stuff down there for awhile...or at least till I can take a picture first;)

I'm currently reading Art & Fear Observations on the Perils and Rewards of Artmaking. The title really caught my eye. I've never really before run into an artistic blockage, I'm always tinkering with something...I cant help it. But last year, after Art Outside, really threw some amazing roadblocks and in my way. It's not the destruction or having no audience for what I make, (although I'm feeling a little artistically isolated). I'm constantly producing, good or bad ....whatever. But "That Art Feeling" was gone after too many heavy hitting failures. My Muse had gone on vacation to California or something, leaving me at home. My only relief was staying busy... constantly. busy. always. Yet it wasn't helping my sanity.

here's a quote from Art & Fear...

"For most artists, hitting a dry spell in their artmaking would be a serious blow; for a few it would amount to annihilation. Some artists identify so closely with their own work that were they to cease producing, they fear they would be nothing--that they would cease existing...

"Some avoid this self-imposed abyss by becoming stupendously productive, churning out work in quantities that surprise even close friends...

"Still, there must be many fates worse than the inability to stop producing art ...Annihilation is an existential fear: the common--but sharply overdrawn--fear that some part of you dies when you stop making art. And it's true. Non-artists may not understand that, but artists themselves (especially those who are stuck) understand it all too well. The depth of your need to make things establishes the level of risk in not making them."

I really need somthin good this year...and God, I'm really looking forward to Lightning in a Bottle...

But for now, I had a tin can breakthrough, and some rock wireing inspiration due to Miss Shelly's "Craft Night Upstairs" last night... I'm out to sort and wire some antique bottles

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gettin' down to it

So had this dream the other night, I was on my way down a path with two little animal friends that clung to me, all snug in my pockets... a little mouse and a frog.
I was heading down into a ravine making my way back to the Forest and the mouse fell as I stumbled over a rock or something. I searched and called it's name...it was trying to find me. Then the beloved froggy snuck out of my pocket, and I desperately was searching for both of them. It was getting dark and i couldn't see anymore as i felt my way through the trees and down the hill trying to get home

I remember trying to interact with all the Forest family with a deep anxiety of trying to keep it all together. I wanted to run away and find my precious mouse and frog, almost in tears. I figured they were ok

I have recently breezed thru The War of Art by Steven Pressfield. It's a juicy little book, a quick read. Here's a quote within his book by a Scottish mountain climber that stuck with me concerning the above dream and beginning this blog.

"Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would not not otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favor all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way."

I have been riding the wave of productivity these past six days, nonstop with no Resistance and am feeling a difference. Maybe cause I lost my frog and mouse.

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3 days...

Well after rounding all my corners for 3 days I've finally gone live. I'm still riding the waves of productivity but am really itching to get out of the office and make something new, but today was cold so I only felt a little guilty for waking up so late.

Short and sweet, here's 3 more.....