I'm all shook up....

My brain feels like the inside of a snow-globe with thoughts swirling around. I wait patiently for one to settle on my sleeve for closer examination. Here is one:

. . . . Considerations about the GROUP PROJECT . . . .

• The project must be "manageable", physically as well as time-wise
• Consider referencing Andy Goldsworthy 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pOkO0uf3N_U&feature=related

• Consider using relevant "materials" that reference "our collective" commonality
• Possibly books instead of rocks: source Salvation Army?
• Possibly #2 yellow pencils instead of sticks?
• Location of "work" is crucial . . . Who IS our audience 
• Do we want them to: 

1. "know"  something, 
   
2. "feel" something, 
   
3. "think" something,
   
4.  "do" something
   

• Example: A series of cairns made out of books with projections of images, sounds, or both, coming from the inside out????

    Another thought: If books... maybe each cairn has a colour of book..or are they painted? or covered in a specific colour of paper/fabric...?

     There is much to be known about the way colour affects. Maybe the sounds/images coming out would clarify this concept...Maybe they would all be white...and have white noise and white light....maybe not. WHAT CAN THIS MEAN?

The Evening Begins

The evening begins with us writing. 

I like to write. 

I found that I felt

unconnected to the words

when the computer 

was invited

to create a poem 

from my words. 

Here is an example.

My Poem about my week:

Driveways 

Like to keep

You Home

Water 

Likes 

To 

Freeze

Houses 

Like To Feel

The Heat

By Burning Up 

The Trees.

This is what the computer came up with:

Endure calmly like a misty cloud.

Why does the whale die?

Why does the wave grow?

Waves rise like clear whales.

Death, Faith, and Faith.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Here is the poem I made from words from "page 397":

Themom

You certainly wouldn't 

Fire Mom

Would you?

He thought no man

could know himself

until he knew how important 

women were. 

They were more

 important 

than writing.

Now one about what it means to be human in a digital society:

Outside

I breathe in the cold fresh air

Inside

The computer slumbers

like the earth 

as it waits 

for spring.

Without me 

it would wait

 forever.

Diversity

Considerations about the conceptualizing of our [GROUP ] project:

• We are diverse group. It would be prudent to consider what each of us believes we could bring to the piece. Off the top of my head I am not sure that I know what my strong contribution might be...but I do know that I see potential where others see none....so that might be something I bring. I can confidently say that I can't remember being bored.

• I will suggest that each of us represents a new, unknown, "material"..... and that our challenge lies not so much in coming up with a concept, but in recognizing, and bringing into play, the potential in each of us, so that we are able to communicate a concept by utilizing what we know about ourselves, that actually translates to what we know about humanity.

Yippee Skippee! I think this might be the "Save The World" part!

Break on Through to The Other Side....

The long drive to school has found me pondering the oft posed question of what is Art and what isn't Art. Although I do acknowledge that there is a perceived difference in forms of artistic expression, I have strong intuitive feelings about putting limitations on creative expression that deny their value as Art.
I was delighted as I watched last weeks videos that showed me other ways to use my body and imagination to communicate ideas. Their daring efforts to convey and engage an unknown [internet] audience is an art form unto itself.
I don't feel that there is a "pat answer" to the "Art" question, but rather that the concept of "Art" is relative to the experiences and perceptions the Artist and viewer bring to a piece.
And so might I suggest that putting limitations on:

• what is Art
  
• what isn't Art

has the potential to stifle the creative process for each of us. It limits our perceptions of materials, medium, as well as our imagination. Instead why not encourage exploration and break on through to the other side by living life as Art.