Re: Obsessing ...and creativity

[Guest guest]

Thanks Frances,

you reminded me of something in writing this.

Someone once told me that their creativity was greatest when their

soul was trying to learn something. Not consciously, if that makes

sense. And that when the lesson was learned, the work was complete

and they actually saw what was learned in stepping back and looking

at that painting. She was my art teacher a few semesters ago, while I

was working on my Graphic Arts Degree.

I wanted to ask her what she learned after looking at the floating

body parts she had just finished painting, but I never did, Maybe

i'll call her tonight and ask.

I never really gave it much thought up til then. I just wrote when I

wrote,(been writing songs since I was 10) and painted when I felt

something or dreamed something that I wanted to remember on canvas.

I started really thinking about my creativity, my drawing, my songs,

my poetry, and being conscious of when I am most creative, or when I

just create the most.

I realised that I too have the desire to , or the inclination to

create while in the learning of some life changing lesson, not

necessarily one born of a bad feeling either. I paint in pastels,

when I have learned something that makes me feel good, and dark

colors when I have had a bad experience, like loss or some sorrow or

anger.

My songs are very simple when i am writing from joy or a lesson

learned that I rejoice from, and when I write from a dark place in my

soul, I write very symbolically.

It's funny (strange, not ha ha), to me that I am so unaware of these

things until someone points them out, and makes me think about it.

Someone else told me once that I take my gifts for granted, and go

through life not paying any attention to them. Well I am paying

attention now.

I started looking at my notebooks this evening, after reading what

Frances wrote, and am begining to notice a pattern. I start some

songs, in sadness, or pain and try to finish them at a later date

when I feel better, ( I keep everything I write and date them, so I

know when I started them and when I finish them.)and they take on a

whole new form. I never noticed that before. Also, when I am truely

happy, I forget to write every day. It's almost like my soul is

living creativity, so it doesn't need any other outlet, but the joy

of every day.

Kathy

> Toni & Kathy:

>

> Here's another take on obsessions. As a creative type

> and writer, I've found it very important to understand

> my obsessions. Mainly because these preoccupations

> will keep surfacing to be integrated into my creative

> output. Certain subjects, I know will keep

> reappearing and I've come to think of this as a

> process of putting them into the creative fire to be

> transformed and reformed again and again. The shadow,

> too is part of this process, sometimes the murky

> depths get stirred up and I find myself feeling very

> primary emotions like sadness, despair and anguish.

> Not that these feelings prevent me from creating (I am

> fortunate I suppose), but they do give me pause to

> feel what's hurting in the human heart that my

> creations are attempting to compensate.

>

> in the dance,

>

> Frances

>

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> Frances

> trimeter@y...

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[Guest guest]

Kathy, this is my experience, too. My mother and father were both talented

artists. When I was a kid, I loved to draw and thought that I would become

an artist. Upon finding true love, the pain of living vanished for me. With

this, my urge to create vanished. I sometimes think I am rationalizing and

being lazy when I make the case to myself that my life is creation enough.

I still like to communicate, though, which is a form of art, I think. I'm

not sure whether creation or communication is the greater part of art - or

whether the question is moot, and art is both and neither.

Toni and Dan,

Christ certainly wasn't black. Black people have natural soul; they don't

have to wait for Heaven. I feel sorry for Black people. They see White

people shut out Dionysus. They they think that there must be something wrong

with themselves because they don't as much. Blacks pray even harder than

Whites to become something they already are.

Danny was too tall. I think Christ might have looked more like

Sellers. Otherwise, why would anybody have invited him to beer parties?

Cov

Also, when I am truely

>happy, I forget to write every day. It's almost like my soul is

>living creativity, so it doesn't need any other outlet, but the joy

>of every day.

>

>Kathy

>

>

>

>> Toni & Kathy:

>>

>> Here's another take on obsessions. As a creative type

>> and writer, I've found it very important to understand

>> my obsessions. Mainly because these preoccupations

>> will keep surfacing to be integrated into my creative

>> output. Certain subjects, I know will keep

>> reappearing and I've come to think of this as a

>> process of putting them into the creative fire to be

>> transformed and reformed again and again. The shadow,

>> too is part of this process, sometimes the murky

>> depths get stirred up and I find myself feeling very

>> primary emotions like sadness, despair and anguish.

>> Not that these feelings prevent me from creating (I am

>> fortunate I suppose), but they do give me pause to

>> feel what's hurting in the human heart that my

>> creations are attempting to compensate.

>>

>> in the dance,

>>

>> Frances

>>

>> =====

>> Frances

>> trimeter@y...

>>

>> _______________________________________________________

>>

[Guest guest]

Kathy, If your art teacher ever tells you what she means with the

painting of body parts let me know. I have a painting I did about a year

ago, I still haven't figured out. It is only of body parts, but of 2

separate people????

Toni

shadowseekergrl@... wrote:

>

> Thanks Frances,

> you reminded me of something in writing this.

>

> Someone once told me that their creativity was greatest when their

> soul was trying to learn something. Not consciously, if that makes

> sense. And that when the lesson was learned, the work was complete

> and they actually saw what was learned in stepping back and looking

> at that painting. She was my art teacher a few semesters ago, while I

> was working on my Graphic Arts Degree.

> I wanted to ask her what she learned after looking at the floating

> body parts she had just finished painting, but I never did, Maybe

> i'll call her tonight and ask.

>

> I never really gave it much thought up til then. I just wrote when I

> wrote,(been writing songs since I was 10) and painted when I felt

> something or dreamed something that I wanted to remember on canvas.

> I started really thinking about my creativity, my drawing, my songs,

> my poetry, and being conscious of when I am most creative, or when I

> just create the most.

> I realised that I too have the desire to , or the inclination to

> create while in the learning of some life changing lesson, not

> necessarily one born of a bad feeling either. I paint in pastels,

> when I have learned something that makes me feel good, and dark

> colors when I have had a bad experience, like loss or some sorrow or

> anger.

>>

> Kathy

>

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