It’s snowing!
I’m sitting in the office at the school, with only about ten minutes to go, and outside, I can see flakes falling under streetlights …
And the lights just flickered …
I thought my roommate was kidding when she said we were getting another windstorm today, followed by more snow. Deja vu.
Thank goodness I brought the scarf Mango made me. A voice teacher just asked me if I needed a ride, and I said, "No, no, I’m looking forward to the walk. I love snow!"
I know exactly what I’m doing as soon as I get home tonight. I’m making my signature meat sauce and boiling up some spaghetti and tucking in, then, with all the food warming my insides, storming my way through a chapter of my astronomy textbook, and planning exactly how I will fund the possible trip to Montreal in March …
It’s all potential right now, baby.
I got hugged in baby class again this morning. By my little Garfunkel-look-alike soulmate child.
I missed a faculty meeting on Sunday (not a mandatory one) because I had a really good talk with a nun. We were discussing the balance of fear and love in faith. I had a "aha!" moment when I realized it is the same principle as applies in my music. Those 30 seconds backstage when I am cursing myself for choosing this life, by some alchemy turning into minutes of focused love and joy …
My brother-in-law currently residing in Vienna, Austria gave me this book. I’ve cited it before but without the follwoing excerpt. Art & Fear: Observations On The Perils (and Rewards) of ARTMAKING; Bayles, David and Orland, Ted; Capra Press; Santa Barbara, CA; 1993; ISBN 0-88496-379-9. Introduction “This is a book about making art. Ordinary art. Ordinary art means something like: all art not made by Mozart. After all, art is rarely made by Mozart-like people – essentially (statistically speaking) there arenÂ’t any people like that. But while geniuses may get made once-a-centry or so, good art gets made all the time. Making art is a common and intimately human activity, filled with all the perils (and rewards) that accompany any worthwhile effort. The difficulties artmakers face are not remote and heroic, but universal and familiar.>>>
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>>>“This, then, is a book for the rest of us. Both authors are working artists, grappling daily with the problems of making art in the real world. The observations we make here are drawn from personal experience, and relate more closely to the needs of artists than to to the interests of viewers. This book is about what it feels like to sit in your studio or classroom, at your wheel or keyboard, easel or camera, trying to do the work you need to do. It is about committing your future to your own hands, placing Free Will above predestination, choice above chance. It is about finding your own work.” I’ve just finished reading my B-I-L’s recent gift about writing fiction in a dream state. He has a gift for finding books essential to my development. I spent Monday morning with Pat my bibliotherapist discussing how unessential it was that I’d lost a significant amount of my muse-driven project while reconstructing my operating system. I am now free to write it as a remembered dream with direct emotion, no summarization and with confidence that I can go to the white-hot center and not flinch about what I see there. Ciao,
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*grins* I love reading entries by folks on the West coast, because they always (the ones I have read anyway) are delighted about the snow. I’m too difficult, I’d like… the snow, without the cold that it entails. Mmm, signature meat sauce!
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RYNs – you are wise, yes. I’ve always loved your moon phase planner stuff. Sigh. And you should make a list of stuff you’re looking forward to! It’s a great mood-booster. If you can manage a trip to Mtl, we’ll surely find some way to come down and play with you and Smellie. Craving your signature meat sauce now… Mmmm.
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