Friday, August 24, 2007

"Strange Visitor"
8:01pm

I'd glanced at the Friday Illo theme of Visitor, and gave no more conscious thought to it. I did a check of some email, and then all of a sudden grew tired and wanted to take a spontaneous drawing break. I just let my intuitive mind at the paper, and a quick sketch resulted:


George was curious to learn what the strange visitor would say...

Saturday, August 25, 2007 A

"Charlene Meets Charlene"
7:32am

I'd read "To have a perception of your own body is the foundation of self-consciousness." just before drawing this. I'm not sure that article had any influence on this drawing, but it might have.

Saturday, August 25, 2007 B

"Signs of the Times"
12:11pm

They know not what they say...

"In some people religion exists as a dull habit, in others as an acute fever."

"In-active" Reality:

"How about never, is that good for you?"

HOURS
MON-FRI
:00am- :00pm
CLOSED
FOR LUNCH :00- :00

Saturday, August 25, 2007 C

"Shopping in Old Town"
12:44pm

More Fun With Reflective Surfaces...

Julia and I spent the morning shopping in Old Town...


I spied Ganesh at an antique shop...

We got a good deal on him, as brass statues now command rather high prices, often past a hundred dollars. However when we got him home, I noticed he's a little fragile where he's standing on the creature he is riding. Thus we placed him carefully so that he can be partially supported by the bookcase wall behind him.

After a bit of a read, I learned the creature is a rat, which has to do with desires out of control such as gluttony. That is something that can be a difficult endeavor, not easily balanced, so perhaps it is fitting that the statue have that fragility.

I like that in my photo, Isis is there, also acting as symbol to strengthen one's cleverness and Will.

Sunday, August 26, 2007 A

"When Will I Be Published?"
10:22am

This little drawing was the after result of some mental/emotional/etc. processes concerning 'when will I be published?' For me, as a writer/artist, this encompasses many dreams. Certainly, published books, but also visions of having art shows in galleries and musuems enter my mind. I'd be lying if I said I never entertained the idea of what my artwork would look like on the walls of the Guggenheim or the Smithsonian American Art Museum.


A sort of 'pendulum divination' to seek when I will speak in books...

But I know it's not a simple matter of just dreaming. That 'law of attraction' doesn't work squat if we don't put effort into getting what we want. And there are so many other factors in this regard. Will my work be good enough to merit being wanted by people enough to purchase it? Everyone has such extremely varying ideas of what constitutes a worthy work.

All I can do is to seek inspiration from those artists and writers I admire, and then go to my Higher Self for direction in how to push my pieces as far as I can push them. In the end, I can only please myself. However, that urge to push myself further and further will not let me satisfied too long with stasis. I'll keep trying new things.

(I've had small pieces published within larger books and such for which I'm grateful, [and I've begun showing art at the county fair], but I'm talking here of a book that's "all me", of whatever subject I choose.)

Sunday, August 26, 2007 B

"Gazing into His Eyes"
3:36pm

My poor ears are still bothering me. The left one has even joined in, and needs its application of wax softener. I was lax for a couple of days, and it all replugged itself. It is like a maddening itch. But it is not intolerable, and I can distract myself. I decided the best way was to try some observational artwork.

After seeing _Stardust_ yesterday, I went on a search about it and the actors who played in it. As one reviewer said, it "ain’t no Princess Bride." But it still is a pretty good romp at that, full of surprises and imagination.

Dunstan, father of the main protagonist Tristan, is a rather handsome dude. As is Tristan, but as I looked at photos of Nathaniel Parker who plays him, I came across a photo of him in another role. He appears to be a brooding romantic vampire in that photo, so I drew him:

Gazing into his eyes, they seem to say, "You do not know my world, you cannot. Judge me if you must, but you do not know my world. And I will not try to explain it. And I won't apologize for that!"

I might not be entirely reading into that. While the imdb.com page on the movie in which he played this character describes it as a "family comedy", it also describes the character as "brooding" and "eccentric".

Eccentric vampire or eccentric mortal human, he does appear to be one not to apologize for his eccentricity.

Monday, August 27, 2007

"Thoughts in Time and Space"
5:40am

I wake with a torrent of thoughts going through my head. We'd borrowed a DVD from the library called _The Greeks: Crucible of Civilization_. I remember vaguely having seen at least parts of this several years ago. Perhaps I'd slept through most of it while it was on PBS.

But this time, the information found a more open mind. Learning of their history, how they beat the Persians, who would have enslaved them, how they formed a strong Athens, how then hubris led them to to try and take on the Spartans, but how with the prodding of Socrates, Athens would then become a center of learning has broadened my knowledge of how the world came to be.

Julia, who is a fount of knowledge, explained to me how later some Roman 'Theo something' tried to shut down the Academy of Athens, and so that is how Alexandria became a center of learning.

I truly have respect for all centers of learning, and in webspace, these need not be confined to a geographical area.

And now, time for a drawing!

What does this morning's drawing say to me? Here before me is a rather Sphinx like character, but she's representive of what it means to be human. Her body seems firmly fixed in space and time. She has the carnal side, represented by the tale. She has her heart, blooming like a flower. (Or something like that, perhaps less silly sounding.) But her mind, it is a vessel that can hold many things. Her mind is also like a sea going vessel that can travel anywhere. The thing to our right is like a metronome, marking time.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

"Taking Assessment"
6:33pm

A chance sighting of the wise Dr. Oz on _Oprah_ put me in mind to reassess my physical health and diet. I do eat quite a bit of the recommended fruits, veggies, nuts and fish. But, oooh, also quite of bit of the not recommended items, the simple sugars, the high fructose corn syrups, the partially hydrogenated oils and the white flours. I could do better.

Maybe a year or so ago, I'd bought his book, but like too many books I buy, it ended up on the bookshelves, not much studied. It's an encouraging book, written with humor as well as the hard fats.

I decided to take assessment of the fleshy data:

Hopefully, by the next time I take assessment, I will see beneficial change.

Not to have this just be a harsh measuring in, I thought I'd revisit my face in the mirror, as well:

It's been a while since I did a
self portrait, so I'm due. I might try one soon with the watercolor pencils.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007 A

"Laura Visits Me in a Dream"
6:47am

My sleep fitful, I woke at around four o'clock to jot down my thoughts, some of which were:

"And I will not say, 'because most of my attempts in the past have resulted in failure, this predicts failure for this time.' What a helpless, defeatist attitude.

Yes, I know the immensity of the thing I am attempting. I humbly admit this might be yet one more failure, goals gradually forgotten, until the cookies are coming into the house in huge number and into my body in huge number.

Man, how long have I battled this off and on?

But I try again, and maybe this time, something will click."

I went back to bed, and just before waking for the day, Laura visited me in a dream. The main scene of it is somehow I'm in college again, in the middle room on the dorm floor in which we used to gather for dorm floor meetings. Laura is there, along with a few other women. But the conversation is really just between she and I. She asks me, "So you're really ready to battle this?" I am there, sobbing, "Yes, I really want to do it!"

The scene shifts...

Wednesday, August 29, 2007 B

"Self Portrait"
8:15pm

Thursday, August 30, 2007 A

"Rare Rainbow"
6:56am


First some thunder and rain, then some sunshine, makes rainbow
Am I daft to think "Set and Horus are reconciled?"

I am grateful for the rare sounds and sights, in any case. (It was Julia who thought to look for a rainbow!)

Thursday, August 30, 2007 B

"Two Birds Chatting..."
10:33pm


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