Emerging

This is a video I created for a project in creativity and consciousness but I feel like it is Intermedia inspired.

Listening...

I thought I would post this as a work in progress but also an example of where I am trying to take my photography nowadays.
Believe it or not as of a few months ago, before I started JFK, I never dabbled with any collage. Now I'm addicted. I love being able to breath new meaning into old photographs and materials. I also thought this would be a good example of how good ole' JC (joseph cornell...) has recently influenced me. Actually all of the artists that I have recently gravitated to recently work with collage or the art of juxtaposition. But I guess it is JC who really allowed me to see the how deep you can go with the idea of creating a unique little universe of poetic meaning.

This collage doesn't really create a world, but it did allow me to go through the process of finding natural treasures and creating poetic meaning from them.

This piece doesn't feel finished yet but I just wanted to share. I love the feeling of working with collage and juxtaposing images and materials. It's like an intuitive puzzle, you can feel when it doesn't work and you kinda know when you are getting closer and then the feeling of when it all fits perfect. It was great to step out of the 2D photography form for this class and actually work with 3D form. I never expected it, and thought that part would of been the form I was least interested in.

I was really surprised that I didn't go on to create a full on 4d piece(image) and I want to thank Robbyn for reminding me to trust where I am at, and that this is apart of my process. I can really feel that now and it feels really potent.:-)

More on Eery

I love looking back at old photographs that I previously discounted to find that they hold a new energetic resonance for me. As the case with this one. It never did anything for me. But just looking at it now, again, more closely, I am drawn in. Not so much for what the work as is but more for the meaning or clues I feel coming from it...almost as a spring board or a doorway leading to a new path

In the past my photography has been very much about light. I am now more drawn to the darkness. I finally feel ready to see what it for me.

More JC

“ Using things we can see, Cornell made boxes about things we cannot see: ideas, memories, fantasies, and dreams.”

Joseph Cornell

“Although Cornell’s exploration of art, culture, and science was highly personal, even spiritual, his goal as an artist was to inspire others to pursue uplifting voyages into the imagination.”

I particularly like the eery disposition of this assemblage.

Excerpts from a Mash up Poem Exercise

Innerheart
I left
beating
It was hard
beating
but I had to do it
feeling

Now I am glad
it was hidden

I had to
before the birth
with the first
of you

I entered
what formed
for the first time of
walls of death
my life
old habits

A group
patterns
a group
thoughts

that held a
stuck
safe
container
of me
of my

beating heart
my desires
to know
a group of you

most beautiful women
all the you
that could
unleash in my world
and possibly meet
your beating heart.

Window Pain

Think

What was funny about this photograph was that
I was walking along this path
with my camera
in order to ponder some ideas for another project I am working on.
I found myself thinking about silly mindless ego driven nonsense
when suddenly stopped right at this point
and said to myself
"What are you supposed to be doing here?"
It was right at that point when this
rock caught me eye
Think
It was just really funny to see it there
at that exact moment.
Spelled out.
Think.

The Collage- up close

This is an example of a still photograph of the collage that I made in class.
Looking forward to ways into transforming that to 3D-4D...

what is outside?

It's interesting...before completing it to this extent,
the "outside" seemed obvious.
Concrete, easily to name and point to.
I realize that it is not so simple.
It is not so clear.
What is outside, for me, is almost like a reflection.
My reflection.
My dream.
What I am walking through, what I am creating, is an interaction.
"Inter", it begins with what I am taking from within.
How I am processing it all.
What I am choosing to look at or
not look at.
Hmmmm....

Thoughts on KInship

The ancestral pull at dawn
Old ways, change
Gentle whispers
Arrows leading
The paths
Unseen
Guided by our
Gently webbed
Harrowing
Connection
To all that is
And all the was
It helps to extend your hands
Reach out
Submerge
The true golden bath
Of love
Exists
In the sea
When we swim with kinship.

Outside

The Word I began with...


“The Window of My Soul”
During prayer I am accustomed to turn to God like this
and recall the meaning of the words of the Tradition,
“the delight felt in the ritual prayer.”*
The window of my soul opens,
and from the purity of the unseen world,
the book of God comes to me straight.
The book, the rain of divine grace, and the light
are falling into my house through a window
from my real and original source.
The house without a window is hell;
to make a window is the essence of true religion.
Don't thrust your ax upon every thicket;
come, use your ax to cut open a window.

Rumi

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