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 A labour of love
July 14, 2006
Dear Artist,
Yesterday, as Dorothy and I were scrambling up and down a Cariboo creek, an e-mail came in from Karen Dawson of Burlington, Vermont. "I wonder," she asked, "if you would be willing to talk about your writing process; how it feels to be committed to two essays a week, and how, or what dimension that commitment adds to your big picture."
Thanks, Karen. Imagine a magic box with a screen in the lid through which you could talk regularly and share exchanges with like-minded members of a worldwide community. My Toshiba laptop is that magic box. (Today, as well as splattered with paint, it's all sandy and sticky with the bloody bodies of sacrificial mosquitoes.) Indoors or out, this box is a studio window and a vital instrument of my private tutelage.
The writing of notes, letters and journals is good for creators. Writing is learning. Writing shares joy, delight, triumph, struggle, disappointment and disaster. The free exchange of ideas and processes helps us to think about what we are doing and where we're going. This mutuality is part of our self-education. In a lifetime of painting I've learned that subjects taken for granted need often to be revisited and re-examined. And like all of us, I have minor epiphanies and esoteric insights. As if they were mosquitoes, I swat them down into this magic box. Sometimes, as you've probably noticed, the stuff gets a bit weird.
I generally write the letter the night before you get it. I most often write what's on my mind. If I'm up some creek and I'm stuck for a theme, I look in my inbox--as I did just now. At other times I dig around in our own Resource of Art Quotations. As soon as a letter is completed, it goes out to fourteen of our "letter reviewers." These volunteer editors don't have to respond, but when they do, I almost always take their advice. Then the letter gets sent on to everybody. Right now, at the rate of four letters per second, it takes about fourteen hours for our dedicated server to personalize and send every one. I'm aware that many subscribers print the letters out and pass them around. Many are copied to blogs, e-mail lists, school curricula, club newsletters and print media. Because many of the concerns of artists are universal and timeless, I have the feeling that a few of these letters may be around for a while. That thought alone keeps me going.
Best regards,
Robert
PS: "All education must be self-education." (Robert Henri)
Esoterica: As I'm obsessive-compulsive and have never had a job, loyalty to a regular essay of specific dimensions, and the insistence provided by a small deadline, is much appreciated. This is in contrast to the more natural, variable, linear flow of an artist's production. More often than not, while stumbling along in the angst and joy of the art-making process, I open my magic box and find out what's going on in my head. Thank you for letting me hang out my stuff in your studio. My sincere wish is that you get value from it. Believe me, it's a labour of love.
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I always knew it had to be a "labor of love!" One could not continue to write an inspiring,
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motivating, insightful, completely enjoyable missive as yours for merely crass profit – it comes from your heart. I'm reminded twice weekly through your essays I'm not alone in the joys and sorrows of this often solitary journey of art making.
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I find my own writing helps me process the turbulent flow of thought in my head. Getting
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Writing has countless benefits for creators. I appreciate your generosity and commitment
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to sharing your wisdom and "weird" tangents. To me, it's a higher frequency of consciousness when you get "out there." It strikes a chord of resonance for me each time.
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Your words are like little brush strokes making up a masterpiece. I am heading up to the
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Arctic on a painting trip a week tomorrow as part of The Arctic Quest initiative and I have been printing and collecting these mini-masterpieces which I will be reading to 24 other artists when we have some quiet time together. I think they will share my appreciation.
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When I paint en plein air with other artists it is always exciting to see the
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results. We are all theoretically looking at the same thing, but experiencing it uniquely. I am a shameless individualist. I think it is something to celebrate; the unimaginable possibilities of difference that exists in human beings and yet we have these universal desires that enable us to connect with each other. It is the ultimate human experience. Thank you for the gift of sharing your life. It is an inspiration.
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I have been bitten by the bug as well, and it is not mosquitoes. Your letters spark the
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writer in me. Sometimes I respond just for the exercise, and sometimes the spark is kindled further by having my letter posted on your clickbacks, and then truly the flame is fanned when other artists around the world respond to my response. You see, it is an infectious thing you have started!
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These days I do not keep a written journal, but instead, late at night, I record my thoughts into a tape recorder. This just seems more real to me, especially when I play the tape back and listen to what I had to say. Many times I record my thoughts on art and what I may have done for the day or did not do. Sometimes it has not a thing to do with art at all. And I do not have to be concerned with proper spelling and the whole process is much more speedy!
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We could not move forward so fast and so well in our lives without the computer. Many blessings come into our lives when we can write down our good and helpful thoughts and share them to bless hundreds, perhaps thousands of others. I am so glad I learned how to use a computer despite my later age and learning alone with the Dummies books. The hours spent were worthwhile despite frustrations. I am grateful I found The Painter's Keys website too!
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Someone was talking about what it was like to become an artist and what impact that had
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upon one's possessions. She was saying that first the person decides, "Okay, I will only wear such and such clothes," and then... "Okay, I will only sit on such and such furniture," and then... "Okay, I will only use such and such room." But the day the couch goes is the day they "become."
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As a retired professional technical-writer now working full-time as an artist, I liken the
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deadlines set for writers to the artist's mandate to "Get in your studio and do the work." In the past, there were days I didn't feel like writing, but the deadline loomed, so I wrote anyway. Now I have days when I can't even spell "inspiration" much less have it or when my creativity clearly has been snatched by evil elves overnight. Still, I know that I need to be in my "studio" (a small bedroom) doing the work if I ever want to be a competent artist.
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What a delight to see some things that I find part of my methodology. I find that when
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We were walking around the lake this morning, just after sunrise, discussing the
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meaninglessness of most human pursuits. I was equating my attempts at art to mere scribbling to record the profound beauty I witness when we heard an operatic aria drifting through the air. We searched about to see where it was coming from and saw that it seemed to emanate from the rose gardens. Crossing the parkway, we caught sight of her, a lady in white with a rose colored umbrella, walking through the sprinkled flowers, singing in full voice, alternating with a powerful whistling that a bird would long to be strong enough to echo. Part of Life's meaning seemed to be revealed right there in the rose garden. Find your gifts, hone them to perfection, and share them with whomever has ears to hear. So restful.
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Two years ago today, I lost my best friend of 45 years (we were 47 at the time) to cancer. Writing seems to be the only way I can deal with the emotions that erupt out of the blue. I am new in the painting world and am discovering, through watercolour, a world I didn't know existed. The flow of water and paint can be uncontrollable and crazy, but it is also freedom, an escape, therapy, joy, and, oh yes, very sensuous! Not only do we learn to see and express, we face the emotions that come thundering in.
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| | Protecting the environment | by Margie Murray, Encino, CA, USA
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I love when you write about your walks and your love of nature. I am blessed to live in Southern California and am able to drive ten to thirty minutes in either direction for a complete change in scenery. I have oceans, mountains, woodlands and deserts close by. We live in a beautiful world.
The recent film An Inconvenient Truth was extremely moving and it does not matter what political persuasion you are to want to help protect our environment. I was so taken by the film that I signed up for "wind credits" to help lessen our demand on coal burning energy. If each of us took a small step we could help persuade those in power to do the right thing.
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I have learned from your words of wisdom. I thought some of your readers might learn from this letter I sent to my daughter who is studying at the Westminster Choir College. I was writing to her, but really reminding myself of something important for me, and all of us to remember. It was after she told me on the phone that one of her voice teachers said she sounded like Sara McLaughlin, I wrote:
"You are not like any other. You are uniquely you. Measuring ourselves against another is wrong. You are not like, and can never become like, anybody else because there is not another person on the face of the earth like you. You are not supposed to be like any other, and no other is supposed to be like you. We can never measure up to others, just as they can never measure up to us. We each have individuality, uniqueness, distinctiveness that is God given."
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| | Oral tradition | by Linda Saccoccio, Santa Barbara, CA, USA
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The week I was at the Naropa University Summer Writing Program,
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they had a celebration of Allen Ginsberg's Howl. It was the 50th anniversary of that poem. What an energetic, ecstatic way to start the week. There were readings and songs and words honoring Ginsberg. Anne Waldman, one of the founders of Naropa, was on fire on stage. We, the audience and people on stage, read Howl in its entirety aloud, talk about resurrection! Another friend of Allen's, Steven Taylor, had Allen's shruti box (a small simple harmonium like instrument) and he and a few others performed William Blake's Nurse's Song. It was spirited!
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| | Seed germinates | by Winston Seeney, Belmont Lake, ON, Canada
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I majored in English in University and I buried my talents for the sake of my left hemisphere, in the pursuit of earning a living. But, deep within me that right hemispheric seed was waiting patiently to be watered. My wife gave me a child-sized box of watercolour paints and an art pad and a few brushes, and for a Christmas gift she signed me up to a waterpainting class. The seed not only germinated but it has been growing into a beautiful flower. I am 18 months into painting, and I never cease but to be amazed by what is happening.
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| | East/West differences | by Veronica Stensby, Los Angeles, CA, USA
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