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September 14, 2003Bitterdiva on giving birth……to art that is. Although I haven’t laboriously squeezed an eight-pound crying infant past my cervix, I have found that giving birth to art is bloody difficult. As a writer, I can create any world fantastical or not with words and have the reader form a picture of that world in their own mind. As an artist I have found that I just cannot bring forth this world using pictures, especially pictures that I must create. Sure, creating a montage, collage, or a Photoshop piece should not be difficult since I take bits and pieces from other things and transport them into the world I am creating – but it is. Unless something good pops in my mind like the piece I did on robots attacking Albany, my thought pool is dryer than lizard skin in the Sahara. Pat made a suggestion to write a paragraph about what I want to create and translate it into a piece of artwork. Since most of my writing is either fantasy or horror and most of my dreams are also surreal, I’m worried that my classmates would think I’ve got more issues than Stan Lee. Which I do naturally, but I don’t think I want to bring them to the forefront of the class. Another issue is that I am to think about what I want to viewer to perceive and to take away. I can clearly see the parallel between art and literature (I’ve taken a class on this before) and that a story isn’t merely a story, but a tale of something deeper if you delve into it – sort of how John Steinbeck’s Chrysanthemums isn’t a story about a women’s flowers but a sordid tale of sexual frustration. I am working on a piece right now, or was in class and as we all know shit done in class is not as good as shit done sitting at home relaxed with pirated mp3s and beer in a pint glass. Which reminds me, time to grab the Homer Simpson beer opener and my last Shipyard Pumpkinhead Ale and get to work. Correlating to the beer, I went to Mahar’s last night. They have Post Road Pumpkin Ale on tap, Dogfish Head Punkin Ale (bottle), and there is also a Blue Moon Harvest Pumpkin Ale. I’ve had the Post Road Pumpkin on tap and in bottle and I must say that for the first time the bottled beer tastes better than the draught beer. I did not sample the Blue Moon Harvest Pumpkin Ale, that’ll be next trip. I also need to try the Smuttynose Pumpkin Ale that I saw at Olivers. Yes, I am a pumpkin ale freak and thus far out of the Dogfish Head, Post Road (made by Brooklyn Brewery), and Shipyard, the best is Shipyard’s Pumpkinhead Ale – it’s like drinking pumpkin pie out of a bottle. 07:51 PM
CommentsPumpkin pie kicks ass. Posted by: Groundzero at September 15, 2003 10:34 AM so what if you've got more issues than Stan Lee? Don't hold yourself back. Let it all hang out. If other people can't handle it, who cares? :) You go girl! lol. :) (I know what you mean though. I used to be fairly creative and I'm having a hard time channeling that creativity lately...as evidenced by the three blank canvases I have at home) Posted by: texasyankee at September 15, 2003 11:43 AM to art that is. Although I haven’t laboriously squeezed an eight-pound crying infant past my cervix, I have found that giving birth to art is bloody difficult. As a writer, I can create any world fantastical or not with words and have the reader form a picture of that world in their own mind. As an artist I have found that I just cannot bring forth this world using pictures, especially pictures that I must create. Sure, creating a montage, collage, or a Photoshop piece should not be difficult since I take bits and pieces from other things and transport them into the world I am creating – but it is. Unless something good pops in my mind like the piece I did on robots attacking Albany, my thought pool is dryer than lizard skin in the Sahara. Pat made a suggestion to write a paragraph about what I want to create and translate it into a piece of artwork. Since most of my writing is either fantasy or horror and most of my dreams are also surreal, I’m worried that my classmates would think I’ve got more issues than Stan Lee. Which I do naturally, but I don’t think I want to bring them to the forefront of the class. Posted by: reeny at April 22, 2004 03:39 PM Post a comment
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