artist’s block

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From time to time, I hear about writer’s and artist’s blocks. I think I have both right now! I have good ideas and notes for blog posts. I have good ideas, quick sketches and a body of very interesting photographs to develop into pieces for my continuing print series. But what I seem to be lacking in is the energy and motivation to grab the bull by the horns and just do it! I fiddle around with “light” stuff, skirting the real meaty stuff with that guilty glance out of the corner of my eye. Actually it’s not just a lack of energy; energy comes with motivation, doesn’t it? It’s amazing how much energy I have when I’m motivated, then excited by what I’m doing.

I’ve had artist’s block before (as all artists do) and it usually comes when I’ve taken too long a break in my work, particularly when one series has ended and before I’ve been able to get immersed in a new one. Usually I work through it by looking at past work and doing some quick trials. This time, though I have the ideas and materials, I haven’t had the motivation to make myself do any work. I know it’s partly, and only partly, due to many distractions this past month in my personal life – house guests, a friend’s death, ongoing but minor health issues and catch-up work around home and garden. But those kind of “distractions” are all part of life. I certainly don’t believe in giving up my family, friends and home for the sake of my art! Meanwhile, I’m waiting for that bolt from the sky to shake me out of this rut!

So, my dear writers and artists reading this – what do you do to break out of your block?

sigh

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Many posts waiting to be written,
art work to be done,
an exciting opening missed,
because I’ve got a cold.
Now trying to ready myself
emotionally and physically
for a memorial service
for a dear friend.
Sigh.

fall equinox

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Dear readers, I hope you’ve all had a great autumnal equinox, or spring if you’re in the southern hemisphere. Yesterday was the first day of fall and the weather was gloriously warm and sunny all weekend here in southwest BC. Our summer drought is over with the several rainy and cool days this month making the grass green again. Next to spring, this is my favourite time of year, with its cool nights, pleasantly warm days, and the beauty of nature’s rapidly changing colours.

Several times recently I wished I’d had the camera with me as I was going about errands. One very rainy day I was walking to an appointment and I could not help but stop for a moment to admire the gorgeous glowing red Japanese maple leaves scattered on the sidewalk and grass borders. At the supermarket I was admiring displays of huge pots of chrysanthemums in many shades of yellow, gold, orange, rust and burgundy and the colourful piles of mini pumpkins, gourds and dried Indian corn.

Of the equinoxes, the spring seems to be celebrated a lot more in many cultures, yet the autumn is more associated with harvest. This year both Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year, and the start of Islam’s Ramadan happen at the autumnal equinox.

This weekend I enjoyed some gardening including taking cuttings to grow for next spring and preparing some plants for their move back indoors. I’m thrilled that my pot of third generation Silver Vase Plants or Aechmea Fasciata have three flowers and a fourth emerging! These flower last for many months. Aren’t they amazing? In searching for its forgotten Latin name I learned that this plant is related to the pineapple plant.

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one step

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Some days we just have to take it one step at a time
Slowing down, remembering, empathizing
Grieving the loss of a dear friend
Grieving with his wife and their sons
Grieving loss of her mother only two days before
Remembering

insomnia

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“That ideal reader suffering from an ideal insomnia.” – James Joyce, Finnegan’s Wake

She, looking for a clever quote, but not sure what this means…

September 1st

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Hey, it’s September 1st already! For much of my life it has represented a beginning of a new year, as a child going to school, then as a university student. Later I went to school as a teacher for a few years. Later still, as a parent I helped my children set off each new September with the same hopes and a little fear. I still think of this feeling every September and, of course, it feels like a fresh new beginning for me as I start planning to head back to the printmaking studio next week after the summer hiatus.

A while ago I wrote about the changing light of the season, and of course we are rapidly progressing towards the fall (or spring, depending where you are) equinox to come later this month. So it was timely for me to capture some images of morning light and evening shadows to share in this week’s Finnish Photo Thursday, the theme being Light or Valo.

Another bloggers’ sharing event, Festival of the Trees #3 is now up at Burning Silo. Bev, this month’s hostess, is a fabulous nature photographer and naturalist living in eastern Ontario, Canada, so do visit the rest of her fascinating blog while you are there.

Here at home, I’m busy getting ready for some visitors (family) from Idaho who are actually on their way home from a summer in Alaska. Posting may be light over the coming week. It’s also the start of the Labour Day long weekend, so have a good one!

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industrial art

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There’s beauty even on an industrial site if you open your eyes wide.

August

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The days are still very warm but there’s a very noticeable change to the light. With shorter days, the sun’s angle is getting lower, shadows longer, evenings cooler and the nights heavy with dew. In the park, yellow leaves on the ground, fallen early due to drought, give a distinctly fall-like air. I remember my mother often saying to me that this time of the summer is Mätäkuu, when food quickly begins to rot, a term common to pre-refrigeration days. In my kitchen, the fruit flies are quick to appear with any slightest bit of ripe fruit in the bowl and in my compost pail under the sink.

August is the month of my late father’s birthday (he’d now be 86 if alive), and just now it dawned on me that his name, Kusti, is derived from Augustus, after whom this month was named. I’d not made the connection before between his name and his birth month. (This month is called “elokuu” in Finnish.) According to Nordic Names, Kusti comes from the Swedish name Gustav, which was also the name of a few Swedish kings including the present one. Then at Behind the Name I find that Kusti is the pet form of Kustaa or Aukusti, the Finnish form of Augustus.

This makes me smile. You too, Dad?

And I see that while I’ve been doing my own ruminating here, there’s been a wonderful conversation on August and summer holidays over at Cassandra Pages, and there are some great poems on August at Via Negativa. Enjoy these last days of summer!

PS. Dave, in the comments below, reminded me that there’s another “August” post written by Leslee at 3rd House Journal. I’d enjoyed it earlier and maybe that inspired my own nostalgia.

rust

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looking through some photos I took around the studio last spring…

pensive

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It’s been quiet for a few days here as I recover from having a lot of visitors in the midst of a heat wave. Though it’s a little cooler today, I’m still feeling tired and uninspired. Instead I’ve been doing some needed housekeeping on my computer, and then rewarded myself with another tour of our photos from the recent trip to Alberta. I’m thinking again about how I may use the Writing-on-Stone Park photos, like the one above, in my new work.

Suiting my pensive mood, I’ve also enjoyed a tour through Simon Marsden’s moody and darkly romantic photos (introduced by wood s lot). Naturally I like his Standing Stones the most. The arches and the ruins appeal as well for they have been elements in my past work.

Then a little bit of opera music lifted my spirits some more, though the video itself is too cheesy for my taste. I know and love Dvorak’s Song to the Moon, this time sung by Russian soprano Anna Netrebko. (Kiitos, thanks to tuumailu for the link!) Nothing like this kind of art to nurse a pensive mood and then inspire! Does it work that way for you too?