Creating across art forms: Writing Sagas 12

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Flying the Ripples – June Perkins

So this week’s writing sagas is a day late, and the reasons, I’ve been busy working in other art forms and this week my youngest was very ill and I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep.

Today I reflect on how the various forms of art ripple in my everyday life.

I’ve been creating some collages, like the one above, to make into posters and cards to sell and fund raise for other projects.

When I make these I enter a zone – to find the combinations that work, as I want them to have a simplicity to them that invites you in, to dream and see the possible, but they have to have something intriguing you can think about as well.

I’ve just had the wonderful news that many of my photographs of Queensland are to be featured in a writer’s anthology, all the way through a book.

I have some writing going in too, but I am excited about the images to be included as I love books featuring images and graphics supporting the writing. (I have a collection of writing currently with Paulien Bats who is illustrating and designing a book with some of my photos as well).

I’ll let you know where you can purchase both books when they come out. I am as excited as when words are published and can’t wait to see how the designer has incorporated them into the book.

One of the images which may be featured is this, but others more abstract are also on the cards.  But let’s wait and see.

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For the Anthology – June Perkins

This week I’ve been working hard on the craft of video editing.  I’ve a piece well on the way, but it will be a while before I share it.  I want to begin to make my editing more creative, fluid, more like the collages I do.  I want to master the technology that is the programs!

For inspiration in all I do, I’ve been watching lots of biographies of musicians lately – Buffy Sainte- Marie and George Harrison.  George Harrison was an intense searcher for the truth.  He sought detachment from material things.  I might not live my life the way he did, but I can see a lot of wisdom in some of his philosophy and his meditation practice was definitely a plus in his life, as was his friendship with Ravi Shankar.

Buffy is a person who travels across art forms in her quest for creativity. She paints, educates, creates, writes, plays and always looks for ways to create more understanding of First nations issues and rights.  I love this quote from her and I like to think spoken and written expression can also ‘shine through.’

“In my own language, there is no word for art.”
Instead, they say, “It shines through him.
That  is the mystery — the artist is a vehicle for the Creator. ” 
                 Buffy Sainte- Marie

How would you describe how your writing is influenced by the other art forms?

Stillness, Buffy Sainte-Marie and Abstract Art: Saturday Writing Sagas 8

He asked me, ‘What do you think of abstract art?’

I replied, ‘I don’t have a background in art. I’m a storyteller. But I do like to photograph patterns in nature – ripples in water, how nature becomes abstracted art’

I was thinking how much art fascinates me, and yet I don’t know all it’s history.  I don’t feel equipped to comment about art as if I’m an historian or art specialist/expert. Yet I can comment about it from my heart, from a meditation with the art piece, that is by being with it in a state of grace and seeing what it speaks to me.

What’s this have to do with my writing journey?

This week has been a time to connect with artists in other art forms, such as Alesa Lajana, a song writer, currently learning about weaving , Doris Kinjun, local elder and weaver,  Lyn Marshall a painter, and photographer depicting the creative process in words and reflecting on inner and outer journeys in landscape, and Buffy Sainte-Marie an amazing songwriter (through blogged interviews.)

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Wikimedia image. Buffy Sainte-Marie

It’s been a time of conversations, listening,  reading, and taking in the essence of how others create things.

I find myself thinking about the creative writing process as Marshall writes of it, as being in a state of flow, grace, meditation and worship and realise to do this one often needs stillness.

I ask myself – where do I find stillness in my day? I find it in the early morning, before other demands and realities of motherhood, and family, and so much more catch up with me.  It’s before I open diary, facebook,  email – and its connecting to the tablet of heart rather than the tablet of communication.

The time of stillness – time to float, daydream, connect with the messages of memory and experience – and think well what do I really want to say, and why – is precious in the making.  It insists on a space where there are no demands, but a free fall from a plane above life, above meaning; yet it requires diving into the essence of life, contemporary challenges for our society;  for analysis, and creation of pieces that can connect to others.

In today’s time of stillness a free form write for a new poem occurred.  It felt like unpacking dreams, hopes, aspirations.  It became a time to connect with Buffy Sainte-Marie and think about the power of music to add emotion to words, and to consider the power of journeys of people like Lajana, who look for the hidden histories – and the people like Marshall who look for the essence of things like nature – and represent that in abstractions and deep and meaningful titles.

This is the space I need to be in when writing and thinking.  It’s a space where my blog cannot always follow me.  In that space of stillness I enjoy solitude and the sense that no-one is watching me.

The other space where I find inspiration to write is being in the thick of life, experiencing it, being with people, in conversation, and knowing about their journeys.  In this space, I free flow in my google searching, and  can find  Sainte-Marie as easily as Lajana or Marshall, and yet my meetings with them in real space offer something different.  

Another writing Saturday saga meditation perhaps, for another time.

Where do you find stillness to look for your creative flow?