Saturday, February 04, 2006

and its first thing in the morning

I have a roast in the slow cooker and its been in there for over 12 hours. Its been smelling up the house since the hour I put it on...I'm writing before breakfast. The ritual: get up, go to the bathroom, take first set of pills, open curtains, put on clothes, make a tea, sit and wonder what to do with myself. So morning pages, I suppose, but not barfing as such on here but going straight to the creative side. I have one week to practice this, then off to training...

Today I plan on making a small altered book...getting it going. The library nearby sells their castoffs for super cheap, and I have learned that using kids hard cardboard books - the ones that you can wipe the drool off of - are best. First there will be the sanding of each page, then the podging of the base color...I'm thinking purple or blue - both royal deep colors. Then, as that is drying, I will find the things I want to put in the pages - more podging, gluing, placing, etc. I'm rather looking forward to this project. I haven't decided on a "theme" and perhaps I've been thinking of other people's rules for altered books as far as themes go...themes such as "Believe in YOUrself" and other catchphrases of the day. I think I'm just going to go for images that I find appealing, rather than one specific thing...perhaps a theme will come out of it. Work with the color alone, not the content. I want clean lines, with clear images - none of the vague as focal point. Perhaps a reflection of the "wants" I have for my life? But there I go...making a theme.

Part of the process of making this altered book will be finding the materials I've squirreled away to make said altered books...something I meant to start doing ages ago. So the hunting and gathering can't take that long or I'll get somewhat discouraged.

I've been doodling around with colors and I can't get the boldness I want - mostly because of the materials I've been using, partly because of the lack of purpose I feel when presenting myself with a blank page, "...and do WHAT again?" is the prevailing thought when sitting down with my things.

I've been listening to http://www.epitonic.com/radio.jsp - an online radio station with stuff I've never heard before. Reminds me of listening to CBC late night back in the late 80's/early 90's - I don't know if the show is still on but it takes me back to a much more productive stage in my life creatively. Of course, I stopped listening to it when it got to be "noise" - no melody, no words, just scratching and blaring and at times, Satan in my Stereo Sounds, which I found to bring up nothing inside of me other than the physical feeling of needing to hunch my shoulders and squint my eyes. Stuff where, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't see where the musicians were trying to work together - rather, they sounded like they were working against each other, defying each other's melodies, playing over top of each other. It screamed of "I need to be heard more than you do" and that one-up-manship has never done anything for me.

I have 35 minutes to go before I can have some of that delicious roast. The kid downstairs is blaring his stereo - heavy on the bass - and I think I'll go and find my materials and if I'm lucky, start sanding...

xoxo
lili

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