I have a ton of art ideas flitting through my head...all the while I am working on two pieces (see previous blog) which are coming along, slowly, but surely. I cannot keep up with all of the ideas...I was thinking of merging them into the current pieces, but I think it would make them look fragmented, like my brain before coffee, and out of place, like me in any social setting. I am going to be getting them down in my sketchbook so I don't forget about them. Who knows, sketching them out may make me see they aren't as good as I think they are. That happens a lot...fantastic idea in the brain, get the brain talking to the hand, the hand to the paper and BAM....crap. It happens, my minions, more often than not. IF the sketches make it they are usually modified and sometimes come out completely different than what I have sketched. I have come to accept that...to let the art flow and not force it...you can tell a forced piece...or I can tell when it's forced. It just doesn't have that flow...that intention of non-intention.
I just finished The Bell Jar (again see previous post). It was interesting...I enjoyed it in all it's oddness. While the ending was not bad (I won't spoil it) it wasn't happily ever after, either. I was not expecting that. I wonder if the ideas are spawning because of the book? Usually whatever I'm reading has some influence, unless I'm reading an instruction manual...or the warning labels...which is one of my favourite things to do when we get a new appliance or gadget that comes with a booklet. "Don't lick the iron when it's on." Priceless. Is it okay to lick it when it's off? I should call...just to make sure. You know, in case I get the urge to lick my iron...I have gone my entire life without that urge, but you never know...out of the blue, I may just get that urge to lick an iron. No? No.
Today, I will be picking out a new book from my poor drooping bookshelf. I have a few in mind, but I'm not sure which one I'll actually be reading. I usually read history/biographies, but as of late, I've been craving novels. Thankfully I have plenty of both. I'm incredibly behind on my reading. My attention span has been wobbly at best...probably why I'm behind in the reading. I have too many ideas fighting for top billing in my noggin'. The art monster has me in it's clutches...and I'm not struggling to be free. I know that eventually it will tire of me and toss me aside, which means the dreaded "block", but for now, I plan on taking full advantage of the inspiration that is overflowing...unlike my coffee cup...I gulped it down too fast...did I mention how good the coffee was this morning? Like a caffeinated utopia for my mouth.
Well my minions, I hope you all had a great weekend. Mine is starting tonight...except I will still be doing the art thing. My days off are when I'm blocked and frustrated. Even then, there is so much beyond just creating.