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Showing posts with label art and play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art and play. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

how do you know you are playing?

Playfulness contains spontaneity, a sense of adventure, a glimpse of something new or hopeful just
around the corner and an air of suspense.
 It employs our senses and calls us to examine a tree, smell a dog or watch a small child stack
packages at the grocery store.  We capture moments, snapshots and "sights" for our sore and
weary eyesight of worldly woes and cares.  We are transported.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

How to Play Well

spend time alone each day
walk with the dog
hug the one(s) you love
put your hands in the dirt
run your fingers through your hair
and fiber
and across your loved one's chest
listen to the leaves rustle
watch the flowers bloom in the fall
lavender asters
amid poke salad berries handing overhead
rock faces always permanent and ever changing
hear the noises of a changing sky
birds on the wing
and acorns not falling any more.

Monday, July 5, 2010

NEWS!

Hello there to All and to Myself,

I have reinstated the blog, added a new title which is more apt and am learning new web techniques
in a self-study sort of way.

The use of the blog should reflect this new change:
For the next year, July 2010 to June 2011, I will blog on how play, art and healing affect
my life and the lives of others.  I will also seek to find ways in which the absence of art and
play prevents, prohibits or restrains healing.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Picking up the Threads

Truisms

they said: buy enough yarn for the project
- how do I know what project I will do? What fun would
thread be if I did not have a stash?

they said: make sure you check your yarn prior to starting
the project - if not enough, buy more before you start --
I want to be spontaneous and believe in the "thread Fairy"
and I will find the crochet cotton which is variegated to
finish the child's sweater I started on a whim.

Whim - having a good time at play!

Computer is in the shop. Using the camera, I have documented my new
UFOs that are now FOs -yay! My plan is to show and tell soon.

Friday, October 9, 2009

New Thoughts

Hello there All!
I have decided to use the blog again.

I am not sure exactly why I took a temporary leave of absence
other than I was being very creative and it was spring!

I am going to try to use this blog to communicate with folks
who might be interested in my art, my consultations or
to "play" with ideas. Let's see how it goes!

Saturday, March 14, 2009

Learning

Upon reading posts today about balance in life and work and family
in conjunction with my own intentions, noted:

plan the plan - not, the result
ms. fish has no lining in her body front around the mouth because
the thread I bought does not work and I am clueless where
to start next

going ahead with something
I used lt. lavender to emphasize her body
got used to the stitching as well as the
fringe effect of a fish swimming

back to the Copper River

Thursday, March 12, 2009

looking backward on a day's hours

Again, more questions.

What is friendship?

How is it developed?

How is it nurtured?

When is it time to be alone and be together?

How many times do we as humans err and become
social when solitude is often what we need to
reset our balance and think our priorities out
thoroughly.

Watching Tina Turner on her movie, knowing from
previous interviews she strove to tell as much of
the truth about her life as she knew how, it strikes
me as heoric to watch her choices as an abused
woman and how she began one step at a time
to overcome her victimization.

When the day says good-bye and the night is
upon us, wondering again:

what is productivity?

how do we know it?

does it have a flavor of the Buddha which
is an ironic laugh at all our efforts ever
necessary ever futile. So, we must work
knowing someday we and the work we
did will be over and other things and
people will take our places just as the
tide sweeps rock, sand and creatures
back into the sea each and every day.

Healing can be a measured step.
A footprint walking slowly touching
the asphalt as though it were white
beach sand.

A playful attitude is part of the altitude
of an uplifted mind. It is a faith today
is worth living even in the midst of
suffering and pain and hope for a day
of more joy and less troubles or perhaps,
even, memories of those very careful
days.

Art as an expression of a person, a community
or a country cries out in anger, in protest
with "hot pink" symbolizing blood continuing
to be spilled on distant shores in order to
settle fantasies of persecution by others
who are more fearsome or have more power
than we Americans have or are supposed
to have.

911 took something from us. An intangible
fearlessness in our unique heritage has been
rendered as though pierced with arrows still.
It is time to remove the piercings. As Americans,
looking at ourselves as blood thirsty creatures,
is difficult. Knowing men and women continue
to drive cars for races as part and parcel of
our liberty lends one to question the current
conception of freedom and liberty.

Colors help to heal. With art, color points to
a language much like music, which transcends
this time and space and can produce unity.
This united nation may be responsible for
the costs of the deaths we have created as
a result of 911. Let us hope our leadership
finds methods to talk, talk and talk without
more needless and senseless bloodshed.

If we as citizens choose to wreak havoc,
let us have the dignity not to call it art
or god or faith. We make a choice to
allow our worst natures to overtake us
and we will pay.

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