May 8, 03:30 am
New Beginnings
Well here’s my first page finally, wanted to attempt to keep up, and get it done before monday came. Now page 2 will have to be the book prompt thing…..this is way fun.
May 7, 11:37 pm
Change
Well, here is my entry for the week. I am working with fabric, paint, my computer and just stuff I have around here. I also have a bit of a challenge with showing my work. I am really working on this and with some hand holding with other like-minded people I will conquer this! Change….BRING. IT. ON.
May 7, 11:31 pm
coming along ok
Well I have made my journal and am very pleased with it. I have also made my first entry about why I am doing this. At work I had a quiet hour or so on friday and did something not very clever in word to stick in about the frozen moment – ta da second entry. The work isn’t brilliant – it is not materpiece but I am very happy about it. I REFUSE to analyse it, criticise it or in anyway review it. It just is….........
I am beginning to wonder if I have missed the point as there seems so much – well – ‘pain’ in getting these first entries done…..........? Should I be working harder?
May 7, 09:51 pm
it's a spRing thAng
second entry to my jOurnal. been thinking about new beginnings and how spring definitely symBolizes this nOtion. on a quest to breAk free from my black and white MODE and pLay a little with cOlor…
journaling reads:
“Spring. a new beginning a chance for a fresh start. We’re emerging from winter which I associate with stark bare trees set against the backdrop of a colorless sky. I associate spring with youth, a time to PLAY and the emergence of life symbolized by flowers bursting through in fabulous cOlor. I am driven by color. But I’m a play-it-safe kinda artist. I love using black and white photos in my scrapbook projects because it’s easy to match colors with it. Black and white has always been a staple in my life. In my art, my accounting work (bottom line figures are so very black and white) and in my clothing choices. Monday’s outfit: black pants and pink turtleneck; TueSday:black skirt,beige top with a black blazer; Wednesday: ….. well, you get the idea… I am on a quest to break free from my pLay-it-sAfe MODE and let the colors fly free throughout my new aRt jOurnal…”
May 7, 09:32 pm
I thought it was time I said hello at least! I haven’t done any journal entry at all yet – I’ve got as far as finding a book to journal in. Partly I’ve just been too busy with other things and partly I’ve been a little scared to start the journal… But, I will be strong and make a big effort to get something done tomorrow before the next posting on Monday – because then I will feel as if I am lagging behind!
Papoo
May 7, 05:26 pm
Continuing on
I realise I have not posted an image as yet but it is the pipe line. I’ve taken this first week to really think about the whys the whats and who’s of joining this challenge. Plus working out the nitty gritty of the journal makeup which has meant waste bin has been filled, pencil ends chewed and disgust at my efforts visted but not embraced.
I am approaching this challenge for myself like so many others here and wrote a little about that in my weBlog today. I said –
“I have no burning desire or need to explore the who and what of me because I already am well and truly involved with that, I do not need to free up my inner child or any such thing as she has rarely sat down let alone been locked up. I probably could do with some lessons in being an adult but find myself asking Why? in that tone that all three year olds hone to perfection and know that in reality for me at least having an adult approach to life does not mean gagging or tying the child rather it is adding the experience of a life lived to the outstretched hands of that child and watching them dance not buckle under the weight.
However, I do know that watching, listening and learning from other travellers is one of the joys of being a pilgrim even though my interpretation and instigation of the insights, skills and understanding I may find in the interaction are often executed in some far off tangent where similarity is not the word that comes to mind. ”
The full entry can be found here – http://animatedstardust.typepad.com/daisywinifred/2005/05/walk.html#more
The box has won out as the basis for my journal. I am going to use only materials I can find at home or in the immediate environment for free but that is not as limiting as it might seem as I have paper, card and all manner of mark making equipment on shelves and in drawers. I have almost completed the first ‘element’ that will be ‘housed’ in the box.
As I use one of my weBlogs to chart thoughts and ideas of the creative kind I will create a photo album of the process and completed elements of this challenge over the weeks I am engaged in it. My pace is probably not in sinc with the speed that some people produce here nor the weekly idea sheets but I enrolled in the challenge because I was aware Shimelle is happy for her ‘classes’ to be used as the pupil wishes not as she dictates or some outside force says is correct.
Thanks to everyone who has posted, such creativity and fearlessness:0)
May 7, 04:47 pm
In 20 weeks....
Phew, don’t know if this works but if it does here are pages 1 and 2. I’m really anxious about uploading these but flet that I’d done this much I may aswell. This is me now and how I feel. The Angel on page 2 says “I wish” and I’ve done it as concealed journalling as I didn’t want it to jump out and hit the reader inthe face. It’s about my daughter who left home last year at aged only 17 to live with her boyfried and how I feel that I must have failed her. It makes me sad. If I had 1 wish it would be to start over with her.
Thanks for looking.
Bev
Must be really dumb ‘cos no pictures, sorry
Trying again but only page 1, page 2 won’t appear
May 7, 03:11 pm
Last to join the party ... ?
Actually, I’ve had this done for almost a week, but due to technical difficulties the bouncers have kept me out.
I’ve been reading the other posts here and so much of it sounds familiar. The Inner Critic who was introduced to your life by authority figures you respect/seek approval from telling you that you aren’t good enough. The lack of time/space to do your own thing. The intrusion of life and duty sucking out all of your art-force. It’s all familiar.
I wonder how many psychology books or Oprah shows there are about women who lose themselves once they have a career/marriage/family/etc.
At any rate, I’m right there with you guys. Hopefully we can be strong and selfish and self-aware and arty together.
