There seems to be a mysterious, negative force working against an artist trying her best to get to the studio. It reminds me of the way those little scottie magnets behaved when I'd put the opposing ends of the magnets toward each other. No amount of my pushing would overcome the tendency to push each other away.
So it is with my coming down here. A million things intervene between us to make an entrance possible, even if things went well the last time I was here and I know what I need to do this time.
Now, the magnets would work again when I'd twist one around to approach the other differently. I need to know how to apply this principle to physically placing myself in this setting: opening the door, walking into the room, standing before the unfinished work, and deciding what I'll do next.
I'll have to work on that.
PW
Sunday, June 14, 2009
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In my case, I have discovered I am both magnetic poles and have managed consciously or subconsciously to get in my own way.
"Flipping the Scottie" is a real trick, but once you figure out how, the creative sky's the limit.
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