Journeys- A Shared Art Journal

Although my sister & I are emotionally very close, it’s been years since we lived physically close.  To bridge the gap, we decided to create a shared art journal, capturing where we were physically, mentally, & emotionally during the time the journal was in our possession.   After a bit of thought, we agreed our experiences would serve us well if we focused our artwork on the theme of “Journeys”.  What kind of journeys?

Instead of limiting our creative processes by defining the word “Journey”, we left it wide open to interpretation.  Over the course of 2 years, this art journal went back and forth between us until its completion earlier this month.  This shared artistic experience connected us in spirit even when space kept us apart. 

Journey 1

The journal page that started it all.

Journey 2

Journey of the soul.

Journey 3

Journey of the heart & mind.

Journey 4

A lifetime of travel- my journey around the world.

Journey 5

Detail of my journey, showing longing to return “home”.

Journey 6

Our grandmother’s journey to America from Hungary in early 1900s.

Journey 7

Exotic beauty from Gyor Hungary moves to USA.

Journey 8

The spiritual journey within.

Journey 9

The never-ending journey between “right” and “wrong”.

Journey 10

The long journey of mourning my beloved Pixie.

Journey 11

Journey deep within.

Journey 12

Journey to the spirit world.

Journey 13

Detail of the journey to the spirit world… subtitled “Passages”.

Journey 14

The journey that is, perhaps, the most frightening.

Journey 15

Journey of self-awareness & self-worth.

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Stretching Creatively

I guess it’s been almost 20 years since I tried writing a poem longer than a Haiku.  For some reason, the words never seem to flow as easily as images in my visual art so when the opportunity to take a one-evening workshop on creative writing came up, I seized it.  While I could easily slide into a groove, producing a body of artwork that is distinctly mine & similar in style, I like to stretch creatively– pushing the boundaries of my imagination & ability, growing as an artist.

The writing activity that inspired me the most was one called “If I were…”  The facilitator finished the phrase with words such as “a piece of furniture”, “a sound”, a color”, “an animal”, ” a food”, & “a place in nature”.  We numbered a piece of paper from 1-16 & finished the phrases as quickly as possible so our subconscious could override our active, logical, over-analyzing minds.  From words including “rocking chair”, “purr”, “lapis blue”, “lynx”, “chocolate fondue” & “a bed of moss under a tree”, I shaped nonsensical sentences then turned those sentences into a poem.  Here’s the result of that exercise…

The Odalisque

Lynx languidly reclines on her mossy bed beneath the firs.

Holding court, she coyly swirls figure eights

in the melted chocolate with her lustrous tail.

“Infinity”, she purrs, “Infinity.”

 

 

Dainty paws pluck from her plate

fears carefully considered then…

Dunked in decadent darkness & swallowed with satisfaction.

Demurely dabbing at puddles of chocolate caught in the corners of her smile,

“Fearless”, she purrs, “Fearless.”

 

 

Lynx stretches luxuriously in lapis-tinted twilight.

Harpsichord hammers out a haunting refrain

as rocking chair sways in time.

“Sing your song”, she purrs, “Sing your song.”

 

 

Her seductive Siren call lures me into the fondue.

Like amoeba evolving from primordial ooze,

I emerge from my chocolate baptism,

enveloped in warmth, reborn & reminded,

“Simply be”, I purr, “Simply be.”