Drawn2Life

Drawing, Knitting, Illustration, Crochet…it's all Life, it's all Good!


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When I can’t…

When life goes on full tilt, and I feel like I can’t do anything creative, I try to come up with ways to make a small creative step.  Here are some ways I do that:

*When I can’t seem to find any empty space in my life, I make a little drawing leaving a large amount of unfilled, white space on the paper.  Somehow just looking at it helps me breathe a little more freely and feel just a bit more expansive even when the to-do list threatens to choke me.

*When I can’t find the energy to create a larger-scale piece of work based on a busy photo reference, I ZOOM IN and choose a much smaller element to concentrate on.  The above example is of just looking at the one tree in a sea of trees in my photograph.  The same is true for drawing from life…I just choose something small in my immediate surroundings and forego trying to render all the stuff in the background, foreground, etc.  (Can you tell where I zoomed in on the photo above?)

*When I can’t even imagine having the time to set out my watercolor palette, bucket of water, brushes, etc. I choose just paper and pen (my favorite bic!) and simply draw, following the lines of contour.

*When I can’t fathom being able to knit that sweater I’m longing to finish…I start a very small, easy something.  I work just a couple of rows, maybe 3 or 4, each day.

These things make me feel like I’ve not actually drowned in the musts of my life.  They give a sense of forward movement, however small.  They allow a mindset that is still open and not constricted.

They transform the “I can’t…” to “I can…”  And that makes all the difference!


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The Glow (and the Curse) of Ideas

On some of our wintry mornings (not today’s fog-full one), I see a glowing through the dark, bare trees.  At 5:30 am as I drive my swimmer teens to their daily morning practice, I’m filled with hope at the lovely colors glowing through the lines of trees.  It’s expectant, full of promise and I think of all the creative ideas I have, and have had for so long, that I desire to see come to life.  The dawning day grants me a sense that these things can happen, that I might, just might be able to see one small aspect of an idea shine full on, like the sun at noon day.  This “glow” of ideas, so many of them, often lights each day as I face it’s coming.

But there’s a flip side to having such fun, wonderful, creative ideas.  The “curse” of living with them, is that they continue to tap on your shoulder for attention until you give them some.  When the normal (and not-so normal) events of life push back the necessary time needed to see these ideas come to fruition, the tapping becomes quite heavy handed.  And if there are many creative ideas swirling around in one’s head and heart, the noise becomes deafening, the desire becomes oppressive, the shut-down thought of “why even bother” gets louder and louder too.

My husband is fond of saying, “Ideas have consequences.”  I know what he means here…ideas which are based on one’s philosophy of life, or belief system, always have consequences, both good and bad, in one’s life.  Whatever belief or philosophy you hold, it shapes the decisions you make, the paths you take, even down to very small aspects of ones’ life.  This is true about creative ideas as well.

To see a creative idea through to its birthing in real life, to say “YES” to it, requires that one must necessarily say “NO” to something else.  This, I think, is the single most difficult thing for me, as a creative person, to navigate.  To decide what, in my very full life,  has to receive LESS of my attention, or possibly NO MORE of it so that I can tend to that which I believe in great measure I’m called to, or that I desire to accomplish, or that just seems plain fun…is VERY VERY difficult, painful, and over which I spend an enormous amount of energy brewing.  Energy which would quite possibly be better used TOWARD my creative idea, rather than stewing over how in the world it might happen, and then the ensuing sadness when a whole day (weeks, years) goes by in which it hasn’t.  The “let sit and rise” part of creative sourdough bread baking often feels like the rising loaves are just left on the stove to rise, then spill over the sides and fall.  The loaves never get baked, no one gets to enjoy the result.

Julia Cameron in her books, The Artist’s Way and Walking in this World, encourages us to take baby steps in the direction of our creative ideas and dreams.  These baby steps are designed to let a little of the pressure off of this backlog of creativity, a bit at a time.  I do make every effort to do this, so as not to completely shut down the ideas and energy altogether…daily sketching and this blog are examples.  But the thing that’s so difficult, is that in opening the door just a bit in one little direction, ALL the other “on hold” ideas are clambering to come out and play too!  Like kids waiting to get out on the playground, they are pushing and shoving, jockeying for the best position to be the first out the door!! What’s a girl to do?

Well, I haven’t all the answers to this, other than to say that I’m hoping, in this idea-glowing morn, to unveil a few of these little baby steps.  In my next post, I’ll start with the first creative “kid” out the door, introduce it to you, then roll out the next one…and the next one…slowly, perhaps over the next weeks and months.  At least I’ll try.

And “try” is all any of us can do…to have the courage to try and try again.  To stick with it, little by little, saying “yes” to a creative idea here and “yes” to another there as we say “no” to other things.  To be willing to make the creative leap or jump, even if you have once before, to be willing to begin again, to continue on, to move forward, taking the next step creatively towards your ideas.  Join me.  Feel free to share how YOU are doing this…or not.  I’d love to hear.


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Sourdough Goodness

For the first time in many years, I’m making sourdough bread again!  From the time I got married until my oldest kids were littl’uns, I had made sourdough breads of all kinds: white, wheat, multi-grain, cinnamon rolls, and Christmas stolen.  The weekly wonder of making bread went the way of so many other things as life got busier and busier.  Well, my life is no less busy (indeed it seems busier than ever!!) but I’ve been dreaming of  making sourdough bread since before Christmas and I finally got some starter from mom.

It’s a two-day process, beginning with “feeding the critter”, as we used to call the jar that sits in the fridge, filled with the potato flake, sugary concoction which must be worked each week.  In between the feeding, dividing, adding flour, sugar, etc. is a 6-8 hour “let sit and rise” process.  The final step is placing the unbaked, risen loaves into the oven to bake, swooning over the smell as it wafts through the house, and thumping the tops for doneness.  The best part is slicing off the end (I always claim the end piece!), slathering it with butter, and mmmm-ing your way through the fresh hot bread. So. So. Good!

Now, about that “let sit and rise” process…

I think, I must be a batch of sourdough.  Maybe we all are! At least creatively speaking, I seem to move through life much like the process of making sourdough bread.  At times, there’s a flurry of activity, ideas, making, drawing, writing, designing!  Only to be followed by what feels like a lull or slump. What I fail to remember is that these lulls or slumps are actually where the good stuff is happening.  These “let sit and rise” spaces,  are actually where I’m growing, evolving! You can see it in the bowl…bubbles of sourdough fermentation…the goodness we then enjoy in the final product.  It’s also helpful for me to note, that the “let sit and rise” hours are the BULK of the entire process.  The flurry of adding ingredients and stirring it up lasts only a few  minutes.  THE GOODNESS IS IN THE SLOW PROCESS!

So…there IS a flurry of ideas rolling around in my head, a few of which I’m taking steps toward, and will soon be unveiled…stay tuned!  But through all of it, I’d like to be able to hold onto this thought of “let sit and rise”.  Keeping the creative horses at bay is quite difficult for me.  But life itself has a way of providing the necessary “slow down” reigns.  I’m in the middle of Art Show preparations for the school where I teach.  It’s a monumental task to prepare, label, hang over 750 pieces of artwork, gather volunteers for the reception, get students to play music for the event, etc.  This event which will take place February 7th, along with the myriad of family, kid, church activity that goes on, will certainly slow me down to a simmer.

I can only hope the slowness will add to the overall goodness in the end!


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A Different Kind of Advent

Our dear friend and sister in Christ experienced Advent today, January 14, 2012.

Advent

 

 
She awaits His coming,
as we all do.
A celebration of advent
is really nothing new.

But for her this advent
is expectation full.
The quiet disease
is now taking its toll.

Unlike long ago
when God Himself did stoop
to give His baby boy…
Instead, now her, He will scoop…

and wrap her in His arms
with a robe of righteousness.
Not the swaddling clothes
for His son’s mightiness.

It is for her that Christ comes,
to heal and to redeem.
His advent never looks
the way we want, it would seem:

A manger for His son…
A hospice bed for his daughter.
For her broken body and soul
He was led to the slaughter.

Patiently she waits for His advent
with eager anticipation.
From earthly pain, we long
for her emancipation.

We’ll weep in her absence
and praise when she’s home…
Healed and whole in body,
dancing ‘round Emmanuel’s throne.

-jpe

13 December 2011

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