Showing posts with label totem pole. Show all posts
Showing posts with label totem pole. Show all posts
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Thursday, November 6, 2014
Sunday, October 5, 2014
Mandala #4 -- Working with situations that used to baffle us
This mandala took on a life of its own much more than the previous ones. No matter what I did, I couldn't make it work the way I wanted it to. After I made a decision to fill in some of the background with the shade of green called "hedgerow" (the green that had originally been only a thin border line), the pencil kept breaking off. In the far distant past, having a drawing feel like a failure could bring me to tears. Years later, I learned that when it seems as if a drawing or painting is "ruined," I can keep going with it, letting the "ruined" part lead the way. Below is an example of that phenomenon. "Self-Portrait with Brothers of Mercy and Night Falling From The Sky" was painted in gouache and watercolor in 1990 during the First Gulf War:
As I was working on this one, I left the room for a few minutes. When I returned, the wet paint in the sky had dripped down into the ocean and the wave. After a moment of shock, I went with what had happened and turned the drips into the bars of a cage or prison bars. The painting had a life of its own. This is the painting that my mother asked if she could buy. I offered to give it to her. She insisted on paying for it. When one of my father's brothers saw it on a visit from Minnesota, he said, "Your daughter is a philosopher." Unless I said something, it never occurred to anyone that it had not been my intention for there to be bars between the three people and the ocean, but when faced with that dripping paint, I made a decision to use it.
With Mandala #4, I felt that "hedgerow" had taken over the mandala and "ruined" it. Although "hedgerow" looked fine when used sparingly, I didn't at all like seeing so much of it. Suddenly it occurred to me to play with the colors using iPhoto, including seeing what the mandala would look like in black and white. When I arranged the black and white version with a version I preferred to the original version, I found that I liked the way that the three of them looked together. "Hedgerow" no longer looked so awful to me.
Still, I like the third version best.
Oboe remains noncommittal:
Sunday, June 8, 2014
Sunday, March 16, 2014
Totem Pole / No self and No not-self



I'm just average, common too
I'm just like him, the same as you
I'm everybody's brother and son
I ain't no different from anyone
It ain't no use a-talking to me
It's just the same as talking to you
I was shadow-boxing earlier in the day
I figured I was ready for Cassius Clay
I said, "Fee, fie, fo, fum,
Cassius Clay, here I come
26, 27, 28, 29, I'm gonna make your face look just like mine
Five, four, three, two, one,
Cassius Clay you'd better run
99, 100, 101, 102, your ma won't even recognize you
14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, gonna knock him clean right out of his spleen ...
-- Bob Dylan, from 1964, "I Shall Be Free No. 10"
A sage has no self, yet there is nothing that is not himself.
-- Shih-T'ou (700-790)
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Talking 37th Dream (rumors of peace) Revisited
Not sure what I did that was different from the previous copy and paste, but the images this time are arranged more like a totem pole than a mosaic. I entered "Talking 37th Dream (rumors of peace)" blog into Google images. It tells a different story.
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