Today I had to fudge my commitment a little. My visual art piece was done on a wood floor. The medium was wood filler. We are filling the cracks so that people can roll around, bare skinned on our beautiful old fir floor without the threat of slivers. I will take picture of the floor and post it here eventually, this will lend credibility to its visual art status.
I wanted to mention something about the 12 days journals. I have noticed a number of people are using the 12 days journals to jot down notes, shopping lists phone numbers, I just want to say...GOOD!! My friend Andreas was a little embarrassed when I saw that he had been using his 12 days journal for doodles and phone numbers. I want you all to know that I want the journals to come back filled with authenticity and wonder. I love whatever they are being used for. Please don’t feel embarrassed, I love you and your journal just as you are! The only thing that really matters is that they COME BACK TO ME!
PLEASE SEND YOUR JOURNALS HOME...when they are ready of course.
“Are there things in life that you use in ways other than their intended purpose?” is Michael Sheely’s question contribution, it lives inside 12 days journal #217. Perhaps another good question might have been “What do you constantly put off that you could take care of in the moment and be more comfortable in doing so?”, I will answer that one right after I go pee!
Showing posts with label Studio. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Studio. Show all posts
November 15, 2009
November 10, 2009
Day 10 Sacred Space- Rainbow
ACK! Studio, studio, studio. Nothin but studio. All the walls are painted so today is rainbow day. Here is a beautiful rainbow song sung by an amazing man. Another of the many many songs which I love to love...God I love music.
With the studio completely painted next comes lights to be able to see what we are doing with the floor. Ah the floor, the floor...sigh. The floor is in such rough shape, and is going to be a hell of a lot of work....and will be beautiful when we are done.
“What is your favorite thing about music?” is the question in 12 days journal #212
With the studio completely painted next comes lights to be able to see what we are doing with the floor. Ah the floor, the floor...sigh. The floor is in such rough shape, and is going to be a hell of a lot of work....and will be beautiful when we are done.
“What is your favorite thing about music?” is the question in 12 days journal #212
November 5, 2009
Day 5 Sacred Space- Yellow
Working hard! We put the first coat of paint on the walls. First colour was a 5 dollar can of yellow we got from the paint recycling place, Michael's idea. I love his ideas, the way he finds less conventional ways of meeting needs, he is a magician. Perhaps it may seem obvious to some to go look for paint somewhere other than a paint store, but not to me. He teaches me.
In honour of our first yellow wall, one of my favourite songs. It reminds me also of a dear friend, one whom I have heard is upset with me. I am not exactly sure why, I have suspicions, it does have to do with a blog entry I made back in September. I understand him being angry. I am still proud as hell for standing up for my truth. I can do both, be proud of my actions, stand by me, and understand and empathize with his anger. I think this might be called maturity?
So this is for Michael and our new studio with the two frugal yellow walls and for you too my friend. I love you both very much.
“What is your favorite colour? Why?” is the question in 12 days journal #207, a question I SWORE I would never ask on this blog...never say never!
In honour of our first yellow wall, one of my favourite songs. It reminds me also of a dear friend, one whom I have heard is upset with me. I am not exactly sure why, I have suspicions, it does have to do with a blog entry I made back in September. I understand him being angry. I am still proud as hell for standing up for my truth. I can do both, be proud of my actions, stand by me, and understand and empathize with his anger. I think this might be called maturity?
So this is for Michael and our new studio with the two frugal yellow walls and for you too my friend. I love you both very much.
“What is your favorite colour? Why?” is the question in 12 days journal #207, a question I SWORE I would never ask on this blog...never say never!
September 22, 2009
Day 9 Pleasure Revolution- A Dream Shared
Michael and I have a studio! Right now it is filled with walls, paint cans, junk, fabric and other various clutter. By November it will be an open dance space, with beautiful wood floors, high ceilings, a sky light to flood the place with natural light, and a nook with a bed where I will write this blog and many more inspired things.
I already had a studio space in my mothers house. She was so very generous and sweet to have created it for me, my brothers helped and I was so grateful, content with it, or so I thought. I now realize it never really felt like a grown up, big girl space, I had to walk through my mothers entrance, the bathroom was shared and it was in a basement.
Michael has dreamt of an open work space, with a rich wood floor, for much longer than we have known each other. He shared this dream with me when we began working together. I admit I didn’t get it; why pay all that money in rent when you can just rent studio space when needed? He didn’t try to change my mind, just remained focused on his dream, quietly and gracious as always.
I got a call just before going into class last week. My friend Linda and I had stopped for coffee, I sat stirring honey into my cappuccino as he told me about the walls that had to be moved, the cost, the skylight, the potential, he sounded so excited. As I began to visualize us in the space, I finally got it, finally understood his vision. Having a dedicated space, to “go to work” each day, a place that is ours no matter the hour, a space to build our unique work, to grow our non-human baby.
Linda and I drove to school clucking like chickens, discussing all the potential, the ideas, the dreams. She too had just come up with an idea for a dedicated space for a living arts museum. By the time we arrived at the school studio it hit me in full magnitude, that this was such an important step towards success. A step I would not have taken without Michael, at least not yet.
This morning Michael showed me the studio, he had told Gordon, the landlord, that once I arrived home from California, and had a chance to see it, we would decide whether to commit. It was Michael's dream, he could have gone ahead without me, but he didn’t, he is sharing his dream with me. We walked down to the bank, he withdrew 2 months rent. We took it up to Gordon and signed on the dotted line.
As of November 1st, we will have our own beautiful studio space on Baker Street, downtown Nelson, British Columbia.
Stay tuned, amazing things on the horizon!
“What are your dreams?” is the question in 12 days journal #162
(Taken the day after we met, the beginning of something amazing)
I already had a studio space in my mothers house. She was so very generous and sweet to have created it for me, my brothers helped and I was so grateful, content with it, or so I thought. I now realize it never really felt like a grown up, big girl space, I had to walk through my mothers entrance, the bathroom was shared and it was in a basement.
Michael has dreamt of an open work space, with a rich wood floor, for much longer than we have known each other. He shared this dream with me when we began working together. I admit I didn’t get it; why pay all that money in rent when you can just rent studio space when needed? He didn’t try to change my mind, just remained focused on his dream, quietly and gracious as always.
I got a call just before going into class last week. My friend Linda and I had stopped for coffee, I sat stirring honey into my cappuccino as he told me about the walls that had to be moved, the cost, the skylight, the potential, he sounded so excited. As I began to visualize us in the space, I finally got it, finally understood his vision. Having a dedicated space, to “go to work” each day, a place that is ours no matter the hour, a space to build our unique work, to grow our non-human baby.
Linda and I drove to school clucking like chickens, discussing all the potential, the ideas, the dreams. She too had just come up with an idea for a dedicated space for a living arts museum. By the time we arrived at the school studio it hit me in full magnitude, that this was such an important step towards success. A step I would not have taken without Michael, at least not yet.
This morning Michael showed me the studio, he had told Gordon, the landlord, that once I arrived home from California, and had a chance to see it, we would decide whether to commit. It was Michael's dream, he could have gone ahead without me, but he didn’t, he is sharing his dream with me. We walked down to the bank, he withdrew 2 months rent. We took it up to Gordon and signed on the dotted line.
As of November 1st, we will have our own beautiful studio space on Baker Street, downtown Nelson, British Columbia.
Stay tuned, amazing things on the horizon!
“What are your dreams?” is the question in 12 days journal #162
(Taken the day after we met, the beginning of something amazing)
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