The only blogs still worth reading are the ones where the writer is having a substantive conversation with themselves while staying aware that they have an audience of readers who care. The things shared may be mundane - art fails, garden triumphs, day to day doings - or they may be world changers, which are tougher to share, but I like to think of the sharing, all of it, is an act of affirmation; the affirmation of the commonality of human experience.
I have withdrawn from here in recent months because I felt I had nothing to contribute. My creative focus has been pared down to words on a page and the feedback I get from the e-world regarding writing in general, is that it's a fool's errand. I might just as well finish a good scene and then take it to the crapper, shred it and flush a page at a time so as to not jam up the works. And yet, I persist.
It reminds me so much of the major frustration of being a fiber artist! All that time and energy going into something that winds up rolled and put into storage! Right now I'm looking at a pile of over a dozen large pieces
waiting to be re-rolled, wrapped and inventoried to go back into storage in a different location leaving me to ponder what has been the real work of my lifetime, undoubtedly, my people.
Meanwhile, the world still spins day to day and chores await. Here's the annual studio in chaos picture. I can promise an "after picture" because life and changes have necessitated that I return to the room on a daily basis. Change your surroundings, change your mind? We'll see.
11 comments:
Love seeing your peeps again. The picture of you and your boys is great! I often, very often wonder at the making of things, and the "now what" of those made things. I am sure it keeps me from creating more. My studio looks like yours ;)
Hugs to you Deb
thinking of rolling up the blog too. And changing direction as well. After rolling up yet another art piece that sits in a closet I find such unsatisfactory results lately. Is this some planetary alignment? I have seen many similar posts in the last few days. Letting it all stew for a bit.
Said so well.😃
Hi there
Sometimes we ask ourselves "why"....
but comtinue anyway ;-)
(ouch ... studio clearing ... must do, but so much
nicer stuff to do "first"...)
My blog was hacked a year or so ago, so someone made the decision for me. Blogger didn't care which annoyed me no end. There are a few blogs I still visit on a regular basis so my hat is off to those who still persist. Fortunately, there is still a form of artist to artist contact with Facebook but with the blog, there was always a form of contagious inspiration which I really miss.
I think I have suffered from "blog fatigue". I don't seem to have had much to say lately. "Retired husband syndrome" has also been a factor, so has having a fB page. Deb, you make me feel I should wake up and start writing again. Remains to be seen if the effect will last or if the glass of wine I sip while I read is contributory. Karen, make a note in your diary to take that piece out of the closet and review it in six months time.
send those pages here and not to the crapper, s'il vous plait (this weekend waylaid me in an unexpected manner, will send feedback soon!)
Dee - You've already given me a bunch of homework! More soon. I am blitzing my synopsis looking to patch some holes.
I'm not going to stop blogging.
I'm going to start blogging - afresh
I have been an avid fan of your blog and others for almost 8 years now, and am constantly inspired by what I read. As for the 'why bothers', creatively speaking... my feeling is that creating, whether in fiber, words, or other mediums, is something my soul requires to survive. I have found it very satisfying to offer my output for sale at craft shows and on-line, if only to pay for more supplies and reduce the ever-growing inventory. But then, I don't make many pieces for hanging anymore. Most of mine hang on my studio walls now. Instead, I stick to making wearable art, or small decor pieces that people can afford.
I look forward to seeing what the 'after' picture of the studio looks like, and hope that you grow stronger every day so you can pursue all of your interests and loves, wherever they take you!
i just like "coming over" to your house...your studio, your deck. I
like being here. I don't need you to provide entertainment. I just
need you to be you. You feel good to me. You are Real.
and then...you know about me and your COLOURS
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