When my body is in motion , hands at work, legs moving towards something- time becomes just an idea. The linear time line of life stops and I am just being. It's when I stop and cannot find peace in the silence that Time starts up again, and the tick tocking of life goes on. It's like waking from a dream to find myself stranded in the middle of a desert with no seemingly way out. I find myself at a strange place and time in my life where time to do things is plentiful, but resources to do them are sparse, and like waking from an ironic dream, I find myself in a desert- good old Tucson AZ.
The idea was to work part time at a job and work part time as an artist. And that worked for awhile, but my well has dried up and I've got nothing- no motivation, no desire- no ambition- nada. Writers block only "painter's block". But the creative itch is still there- and it burns like a bad rash. So I do this thing called "exorcising my demons"; meaning, when I see something creative, something that I think I might be able to do- I do it. I do it like it's an obsession until that well dries up (or the resources) and then I move on to something new. The object of this game is to create art but not spend any or as little money as possible- to use what I already have. And the funny thing is, no matter how much crap I have laying around the house, and no matter how many projects I do with that crap, there is always more crap in the end. It's the whole milk in cereal bowl scenario. I keep thinking that one day I will wake up and look in my art room to find that my shelves are empty and need restocking. But so far this has not been the case.
We've all heard the phrase "I could do that" when it comes to art and artists- but I am finding that this is not always the case. When I chase my creative demons around the block I realize a couple of things. One- damn, that's harder than it looks- or two; yeah, I can do that, but do I want to? Passion is the element that can raise the level of art to a whole new level.
So where am I? I have no idea, only that I am in a desert with little resources trying to grow a bountiful garden with what I have.
The idea was to work part time at a job and work part time as an artist. And that worked for awhile, but my well has dried up and I've got nothing- no motivation, no desire- no ambition- nada. Writers block only "painter's block". But the creative itch is still there- and it burns like a bad rash. So I do this thing called "exorcising my demons"; meaning, when I see something creative, something that I think I might be able to do- I do it. I do it like it's an obsession until that well dries up (or the resources) and then I move on to something new. The object of this game is to create art but not spend any or as little money as possible- to use what I already have. And the funny thing is, no matter how much crap I have laying around the house, and no matter how many projects I do with that crap, there is always more crap in the end. It's the whole milk in cereal bowl scenario. I keep thinking that one day I will wake up and look in my art room to find that my shelves are empty and need restocking. But so far this has not been the case.
We've all heard the phrase "I could do that" when it comes to art and artists- but I am finding that this is not always the case. When I chase my creative demons around the block I realize a couple of things. One- damn, that's harder than it looks- or two; yeah, I can do that, but do I want to? Passion is the element that can raise the level of art to a whole new level.
So where am I? I have no idea, only that I am in a desert with little resources trying to grow a bountiful garden with what I have.
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