I woke this morning with an idea for a book, and/or individual cards or matted sayings. I’ve been playing with poetry paintings for years and years, using snippets of poetry, and trying to illustrate my epic thesis poem. I have to say I’ve never actually finished much (not quite true, I did do a chapbook called Possibilities but never much pursued a place to sell it).
Anyways, I woke this morning with a phrase in my head and the idea to do a book maybe along the line of SARK, maybe a bit sparser (more along the line of StoryPeople) or maybe even sparser yet with just line drawings.
Or maybe the idea on the right side of the page and a drawing/illustration on the left side of the page.
So I went looking for sketch books to start doing this in, and found Dancing on Bubbles here which I am quite sure came about during Art Everday Month last November (the brainchild of the lovely Leah) as it is followed by some of the art that I posted for my day’s offering. This seemed like an apt place to begin my new book, so I am announcing to the world that I am beginning this book that will have a thought for the day or week or month or year (perhaps 365 in all?)(I will start with weeks, 52 sounds much more manageable and if I can remember all the ones my head was making up while I was trying to get back to sleep, I’ll be more than half-way there). And you, dear and faithful readers, are to hold me accountable by asking, often and loudly: how are you doing? How many possibilities have you written? How many drawings have you done for the ones you have written? And I will answer you, and perhaps share. I should share, shouldn’t I?
I know some of this came from Tinker’s post the other day. She was feeling blue so blogged about all the things she is grateful for. You just have to love that! and I do! The idea is also using a piece of the format of Circle of Stones, and I Sit Listening to the Wind by Judith Duerk, and of course SARK and StoryPeople as already mentioned. Which is to say, at least in my lifebook, everything is derivative.
So today, instead of getting my hands in the mud (now my mind starts: but fall is coming – the shows! the shows! if you don’t start working (note the word: working. not playing. not creating. working) now you will not have anything to show!) I am going to spend my day playing with this idea and writing possibilities. That makes me smile just to write it!
thought for the day: What if there were no such thing as "failure," only possibilities of learning something new? What would you try?
What is the story you tell to yourself about your life? What might happen if you chose to change the chapters? Who might you be?
Tammy Vitale, Possibilities