Off the grid and the source of confidence
While I appreciate technology (I am after all writing a blog), it seems in some way the downfall of the poetry of art. And while it is necessary to have action in life in order to make things happen, that too is the downfall of art. As I am writing this, I get some spam that says “a stylish watch is a source of confidence.” I’ve had plenty a stylish watch, seven in fact (none work, have given up wearing watches), but have yet to find that my confidence has ever been boosted by having a stylish watch.
I’m in limboland right now-getting prepared to teach a class, doing the logistics so I can install a show, advertising for a studio mate and deciding whether I should keep my share of the studio or start working in the spare bedroom. A spreadsheet done in March told me what I need to know about my resources and getting rid of the studio was included as a way to make sure I didn’t fall off the financial cliff. I have that spreadsheet, but I have heeded next to nothing in it, so clearly the cliff is coming closer-
The blackberries are ripe so this afternoon after reading “The worst you ever feel” by Rebecca Makkai, with the cats sitting under the chaise, gathering was in order.
Things you notice when not plugged in: people walking in the neighborhood; squirrels chasing each other around the magnolia tree; the sun; leaves rustling in the breeze; the gigantic catus in the backyard; the grapes ripening on the vine; the apples starting to fall to the ground; your own thoughts; what you are feeling. The last seems key to any artmaking, the awareness of feeling.