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So I'm probably in to my seventh week of week four. This is the week you are suppose to abstain from reading. I recall when we first did this all together we updated it to be a break from the internet - we'll obviously I'm not doing that but there's another aspect of this week that kees me clinging to it. This is also the week of clearing clutter - I did get a start of clearing my physical desktop so I could actually use it, but the drawers are filled with accumulated objects that at some point I thought I might need again. The truth is its full of things I'll never use - pens that are not my favorites, pads of paper with some unknown corporation or charity logo, trash really. I do want to get rid of it.

Also my closet is buldging from clothes I never wear and god knows whats in those boxes in the back - electric blue spandex perhaps? I want to let go this clutter and this week seems to mark the perfect time for it and yet I cling to it, as I have all this other detrious. Meanwhile morning pages are being dutifully written and I still haven't made an artist date. Business as usual, but I'm still working on it I promise.

Lisa surprised me with a book today, Twyla Tharp's "The Creative Habit." I've read the forward (I know, I'm not supposed to be reading but f' that) and it looks like a good read and full of other ways to keep my creative energy going. Perhaps I'll share more at the next beat retreat, but I'm at least excoited at the moment that there's more in store.

Cheers all
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I am in the mood for another 30-day photo challenge. Without being too self-depricating, I want to make strange and unfamiliarize the familiar world without feeling pressure to create ART. I just want to have fun. Recess. Not worry whether the final product is "finished" or wall worthy. I don't know that I have the time/energy to fully recommit to morning pages or the like. My goal right now is to find a balance between work/family/love by finding time for the Personal in the interstices. I've had a very good day. A day where the baby woke early and I made an effort to wake with him rather than get him back to sleep. The result, I was able to ready myself for work while he played in his crib. I washed and dressed him for his day. We took the pup for a walk and Wilder napped while we walked to get coffee. By 8:45, when it was time to go to work, I felt like I'd had rich interactions with my son, more time with my dog, and a little space for myself while walking and sipping. And so I was able to concentrate more at work, be more present from 10-6. And I had time to take an hour for lunch all to myself. I walked through a beautiful neighborhood and soaked up architectural views. I exercised my body. I found the time. I carved a space. And started another 30-day photo challenge, to bring things full circle. First challenge: White/Cream.
teeth
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We have been having some mixed success and lack of success recently. We wrote ten pages of the new musical last Tuesday (spurred on by a meeting with our composer, Joe, the next day - yay, deadlines!), but have struggled to write a lot since, and struggled a fair bit prior to that. We both have had moments of doubting - our output, our talent, our opportunities - but sometimes something comes along to help give you a nudge.

Heidi was called a few days ago by a writer/actress she knows from a one-woman show at last year's Fringe (it was actually Heidi's favorite show at last year's Festival - I didn't have a chance to see it, but by all reports it was amazing). This woman, Chris, told Heidi how amazing our show had been and especially the producing of it. She wasn't previously aware that it had been our first show and was dumbstruck by that. So, long story short, she asked us if we would help her produce an updated version of her show for this year's festival. We have just recently formed a little production company with Joe, just so that we could put the company name on our programs to make them look more professional, but now it looks like our little company will be presenting two shows at this year's Fringe. We had already brought our director and an actor from last year into the company to help out as producers, with us three serving as executive producers. Now it looks like we might have to bring in a couple more producers, and we might have the chance for a longer-term professional relationship with Chris. Suddenly this little company we formed just to put a name on the programs is being sought out by people who want to work with us. We're becoming impresarios.

Even since just hearing this news a couple of hours ago, I already feel rejuvenated to go back and attack the script again. A boost of confidence can be a wonderful thing.
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It's been awhile but I feel a need to revisit this place, maybe dust off the Artist's Way and replay a few exercises and start exercising those creative muscles that have gotten a bit out of shape. I'll report back and let you know how its going.
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So I've let things slip. The morning pages, the artist date, and even that term, what was it? The Secret? No - Synchronicity. And as work took more out of me, providing the justification for my negligence, I see the triumph of my censor, slowly consolidating his wins at keeping me captive in my own self doubts and insecurities.

But a seed was planted, perhaps as early as our last Beat Retreat, where I did none of the projects I intended. My imaginary lives needed some invigoration. I needed to get back  on the path of enlightened hedonism. Then I came across the Lucent Dossier MySpace Blog announcing a 1-day workshop to experience being in the troupe. I had to go - and when the details came back with a mere $40 price tag, I couldn't say no - well, my censor did prevent me from responding right away as was my first inclination (limited to 15 spaces), but I sent in my request Sunday night and got my acceptance last night before going to bed.

Acting, Dance - I'm so out of my element in hands on experience and yet, they welcome beginners so I have no excuses despite what my fears tell me. I'm excited and afraid, but also happy to be moving a little closer on living another imaginary life, confronting my fears, living less as a voyeur and observer and more of a participant.

Anyway, it seems synchronicity still works in the world and the universe is ready to conspire for my pleasure. Cheers to the Warriors of Joy, may I soon join their ranks even if only for a day.

Current Mood:
excited excited
Current Music:
Children of the Revolution
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I like this video of Ira Glass, from This American Life, as he discusses the process of development of talent and not giving up while what you're making isn't as good as you want it to be. I thought it might be similarly inspirational for others of us who are in the development process.

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So, perhaps we didn’t have a quorum to have a “real” artist way meet – whatever that might be, but Lisa and myself met up with Audra and Jesse to catch the Murakami exhibit before it closes.

A rainy day it seems everyone in LA opted to stay home as the freeways were clear for us all the way to downtown. Or so we thought until we reached the museum, where there was a line befitting a trip on Space Mountain, snaked through the entranceway of MOCA – truly a day to be thankful of our fast-pass MOCA memberships, though Audra and Jesse had to wait in standby while we raided the bookstore.

I love the Geffen and I’m glad this was the venue for the show, it’s warehouse interior is perfect for hosting environments – like the Happy Flower Room (I don’t know it’s real name, but you’d know it at once from that description), or the monumental Orb/Buddha figures. Spectacular to see these icons of manufactured pop presented as shrine statuary, like walking into a temple of some alien race.

I was naturally intrigued by the life sized action figures, some spewing bodily fluids as if they were a super power. It was cool to see how freakish these anime body proportions were with super-long legs, and huge breasts or penis. These figures so blatantly sexual, called out the sexuality of the genre, causing giggles among the little boys, and remarks of disgust from little girls. I particularly liked the transformer/woman, who turns into a rocket, her vulva becoming the nose-cone turning the whole Freudian penis-rocket symbology on its head (oh and all the warning stickers and maintenance tags were a delightful read as well).

I also particularly enjoyed the animation piece and some of the commercials directed by Murakami. In a way it’s amazing just how many media he works in. I suppose some found the inclusion of a functioning Louis Vuitton shop as part of the show equally as shocking as the sexuality of the action figures, but there it was selling bags with Murakami designs. I couldn’t help but think of Any Warhol and his factory making mass produced art. Murakami had taken that idea and taken it a step further – of course wall copy indicated that Japanese culture doesn’t have these designations of “high” art and product, in which case, Andy should have packed up the factory and moved to Tokyo.

In any event, a great show to see, and I encourage anyone who hasn’t gone yet to go check it out. Mind the potential for long lines, and bring a credit card if you want a designer hand bag.
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So, I took some time out from my daily commute to notice the little things I pass by everyday.  I recorded them with digital snapshots, then began working with image details, textures and the like in PhotoShop to assemble a few collages.  Clearly I'm into grids and squares.


Commute.



Series 1 includes the first full collage I completed from the original images, and the three subsequent images include some changes to the coloring.  One version is vectorized. These are the ones I was happiest with but more were created.  I plan to work with them some more in a sort of Chuck Close fashion, using other materials (drawing / needlepoint / buttons) to create a larger scale version.  I'm still deciding which image I want to use as a reference, but it will likely be Frame 1, Frame 2 or Frame 4 (though this would be a better reference for a painting, I think).


Series 2 includes two complete digital compositions, each comprised of 4 photographs.  Am considering having these printed out so that I can play with the scale a bit, but online I consider these a done deal.


Series 4 is a textile project I'm starting based on an image I took of a dress with gold sequins.  Blown up, I was pleased with how the metallic sequins looked vectorized and have been playing around with colors and shading. These are just "paint samples" basically.  I've blown up the image much larger and will begin with the larger scale version to get the patterns and colors I want.  The idea is to create a new 2D textile pattern based on an existing 3D one.  If I'm pleased with the results, I may look into how one goes about printing patterns on fabric.  Again, new materials!  New methods! 


What I found so enjoyable about this project (and I know I'm repeating myself)is how freeing it was to work with unfamiliar mediums.  I was much less hard on myself, had more fun.  And these ideas gave way to new ones, some of which will utilize materials that I'm more accustomed to using.  Anyhoo, it was time well spent and, corny as it sounds, inspiring.


Lately, I feel like I've been living up to my favorite personal mottoes (and, yes, one of them was found on a fortune cookie):


Be mischievous and you will never be lonesome.


Make your own fun.


Much love to you all,
Audra

p.s.  See some of you on Sunday for Murakami and fake Tokyo fun!
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There is no Chapter 18
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