Blah blah art. I find myself pondering what art is lately. Although I, like most people, don't make my living as an artist, I consider myself one. I have no formal training as an artist in any way. but I am in training in the life of being human so that is a starting point. What does it mean to be an artist... to have this unexplained desire to communicate...to look at the world around you and examine all the seams that hold the parts together. Parts and process. speaking of process...
sometimes, musically, I wonder if I shouldn't give away my guitar...I wouldn't be throwing my voice under the bus to think about my hands... Let my brain learn how to do one thing at a time instead of all 3 together...play sing write. breathe. I think that part of the art for me is the process and the experience.... paying my dues without any intention of ever cashing in. i'm still a musical baby, so I take great care knowing that what I'm creating is genuine. i haven't learned how to manipulate it yet. I'm not sure I want to. for me, i'm pretty sure that is the whole point.
Speaking of genuine....we all come to the table with our own stories...if i am new to the table..that doesn't mean i come without my own story. Knowing this leaves me with little to prove (except to myself) and with a very real kind of freedom. for this I am very grateful.
i'll have more time to think about these things this winter when I work on some poetry and short stories at a self-directed residency. create sing write. breathe in the mountain air. Speaking of the mountains...here is a photo that I took from the air while flying through the Nahanni Range in the NWT back in 2001. Meandering.
thanks for stopping by :)
sometimes, musically, I wonder if I shouldn't give away my guitar...I wouldn't be throwing my voice under the bus to think about my hands... Let my brain learn how to do one thing at a time instead of all 3 together...play sing write. breathe. I think that part of the art for me is the process and the experience.... paying my dues without any intention of ever cashing in. i'm still a musical baby, so I take great care knowing that what I'm creating is genuine. i haven't learned how to manipulate it yet. I'm not sure I want to. for me, i'm pretty sure that is the whole point.
Speaking of genuine....we all come to the table with our own stories...if i am new to the table..that doesn't mean i come without my own story. Knowing this leaves me with little to prove (except to myself) and with a very real kind of freedom. for this I am very grateful.
i'll have more time to think about these things this winter when I work on some poetry and short stories at a self-directed residency. create sing write. breathe in the mountain air. Speaking of the mountains...here is a photo that I took from the air while flying through the Nahanni Range in the NWT back in 2001. Meandering.
thanks for stopping by :)
