Friday, October 22, 2010

Amazing Grace sometimes takes effort

I'm going to school online; which believe me is about 10 times harder than going to a brick and mortar school. The classes are 5 and 1/2 weeks long and you get about 6 week total off a year. But sometimes in the middle of all the push and the pressure you find that the desire to better yourself pushes you farther than you ever thought possible.

You see in my infinite wisdom I decided to go to an Art school for Web Design. I've always had a good eye for color and lines and I've read so much about Art history it hasn't been too hard to translate it all into good design principals. But I have not ever been able to draw a thing. I can practically make Adobe Illustrator sit up and beg these days and use it to manipulate and finagle clipart most of the time for my working designs. It works, which is good, but it doesn't make me anywhere near some of the art I see on DeviantArt or other places on the net.

However the class I'm taking now may make me change my mind about myself. It's an elective, Graphic Symbolism, which i got into because I thought it would be mostly book work and since I live and breathe symbolism at time mostly easy. It's been the kind of trial that would make Sisyphus weep. The first week I needed to turn in 15 designs and this last week, while I had Bronchitis no less I'm having to turn in a total of 30. And, of course, none of them can be clip art.

So I started using clip art only as references...putting them in one layer of my Illustrator files while I erase through ellipses and use paint brushes over  the 'guide layer' until I get what I want. and somewhere in the middle of it I realized I was really painting. I started to just used what I know from taking apart clip art layers to make images that only existed in my own head. They are still rather crude but somewhere in this grind I became a digital painter; something I thought could never, ever happen. Something I have prayed and wished for, in vain, forever.

So i guess the lesson learned through aching hands and pounding head is this.... you can hope, wish and pray to God or the Gods. Do spells or put out positive energy to the universe until the day you die. But the only, only way you can make yourself over into more of what you want to be is risk yourself. Risk being in pain, being exhausted, being a nervous wreak; stretching yourself so far that every muscle in your body, mind and spirit cries out for relief. Because it's only there that you find out what you can truly do and a lot of times you surprise everyone, even yourself.

And my case in point..... a bowl, done with no clip art, no guide layers, nothing but me and my skills in Illustrator. And for me; a small quite miracle, for which i thank the Gods that gave me the strength and stubbornness not to just accept what is but stretch for what could be.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Keeping perspective

As an art student I suppose that thinking you are good is a valuable thing but personally I'm glad I keep things around me that remind me I'm only a novice. After all, beauty is always nourishment to the soul, and if I cannot create the visual art (or written art for that matter) that I feel is best in the world I can at least keep it around me.

This is one of my best reminders currently.


I was working on making abstract images to capture concepts this last weekend and one of them was water. My eyes regularly went to drink in the beauty of this tea bowl, which is currently my favorite, and I admit I never came within miles of the lyric, flowing lines of this peace. So I stay humble enough I suppose and can only exult that such wonderful art adorn my life.


And since I drink matcha out of it practically every day it's art that refreshes the body as well as the soul. I'm a lucky girl!

Monday, October 11, 2010

A Start

Lately I've been drawn to write poetry again. Maybe it's my mind starting to recover from hypoxia now that I'm sleeping with a CPAP. Usually I keep my poems private but for some reason I just needed to share this one.

I was reading "Eat, Pray, Love" when I wrote it and it is in some ways in reaction to the book. it's funny, the book irritates me in so many ways but I'm still reading it. i must be getting something out of it.

A path to God
Is a Word well written
Is a step taken mindfully
Is a heart that loves well
A path to God
Is the touch of a kind lover
Is the laughter of a true friend
Is the tear shed for you by another
A path to God
Is a note sustained and ringing true
Is a sight that lights the mind afire
Is the scent that wipes misery away
A path to God
Is the knowledge that you are blessed
Is the happiness in cup of tea
Is the love you give to yourself and others
Walk any path, any Way,
with loving intention and compassionate heart
And at the end; there God will be.

My thanks to all who have given me paths to God and I wish you well on your journey. Send this on if it so pleases you.