creative cooling off period; whispers; rest; renewal

three (1/2) jobs + a state of creative state of mind.

The work-life balance with three (1/2) jobs and a family offers little free time. I continue working this week on an anthology of essays and a social commentary short, as well as a graphic essay/short story. 

I still find reading graphic novels as part of my "work research" these days. Some of my favorites on the nightstand now.

Lucy Knisley "The Age of License"

Demetri Martin "Point This at Your Face: Drawings"

Ros Chast "The Party, After You Left"

More words, ink, and sweat! And I should say, I love all three (1/2) jobs. Awesome hodge lodge of a creative life. (Note: The 1/2 job is running. It's a must-do.)

sketching works in effect. out takes of "working hands."

sketching works in effect. out takes of "working hands."

I rarely shoot images while running. But it felt needed on this day. Much gratitude for such an expansive view and healthy life.... New shoes , better pace. Who knew? They're moving and working for me....as of right now. Training for the next race. 

I rarely shoot images while running. But it felt needed on this day. Much gratitude for such an expansive view and healthy life....New shoes, better pace. Who knew? They're moving and working for me....as of right now. Training for the next race. 

want of confidence

I envy people really focused and really good at one art form. Painter. Writer. Dog groomer. Software developer. Interior designer. Teacher. My artistic arsenal is varied and wide, stretched thin most of the time, which means I have a messy studio and crammed satchel when travelling across the country. I'll come across a kernel of inspiration and then I think: what is the best way to express this--words, photographs, illustrations, what? 

Sometimes I post photographs here when the mood strikes me. As of lately, I have been just keeping most of my artistic work backlogged under lock and key, having no idea what to "do" with it. A studio of creative orphans, I like to think of them.

I came across this pen-ink illustration in a vintage book. And adored the grain of the work. Apparently, it struck a cord...as I think about multi-universes, astral karma cords, energies of attraction, and pursuit of awareness and understanding. A lot going on! I hope you have a functional way of channeling your creative energy. Shiva and Shakti swirl around me, telling me to be patient with my creative self as pieces eek out.

I photographed this from a vintage book about manners and being a woman long ago. Sometimes I am both the mother and child in this image. I bet you are, too, at times, I mean.

I photographed this from a vintage book about manners and being a woman long ago. Sometimes I am both the mother and child in this image. I bet you are, too, at times, I mean.



one headlight

 

There is no sound of one headlight. You might not notice it in the city. Until you get way outside the county lines. Then, your headlights shine on an old abandoned ski resort, even the little rental cabins left astray, and then you know something is up. Something is up with winter places in the summer, with rusted out ski lifts and creaky doors where you know rats have danced since the days people left. At the threshold of such a place and in the dying light of day, do you enter?

I have found such a place on the way back to the cabin. And it is an imagination goldmine. I hope you have places like this, too....