Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
Saturday, October 03, 2009
Multiples, cut-outs, ghost images
No, no, it's not that. Truly. Just what's 'left-over' from creating the banner. A quiet evening after coming home early to sleep all afternoon, staving off a cold, achey, hot & cold chills, and tonight Nuit Blanche! in Toronto, an exciting night, ah sigh, playing in Photoshop Elements before turning in... with multiples, cut-outs, ghost images, un peu de fun!
Blog Banner (Dancing Tweaks)
Stills from a dance video that I tweaked out of the room in which they occurred and onto my banner (hey I used to play with faeries as a kid, wee folk, nature spirits, great fun and beauty - sorta like that):
Friday, October 02, 2009
Autumn, and 'Shortest Route Between Two Dots Is A Circle'
riot of tendrils, vine-like, green waves, spiking, lingering in green valleys of the mind where watering
irrigates, irradiates, irrideems
veins in our bodies green blood beating chlorophyl sunlight living dust our hearts of death
Julia Butterfly Hill leafy boughs swaying in skyward wind
red fire bursts fiercely
burning wood and oxygen
combustion
'Shortest Route Between Two Dots Is A Circle,' 8" x 9", coloured india inks
Brenda Clews, 2009
(A year later I finished this piece - you can take a look if you you like: Lip of the Volcano.)
irrigates, irradiates, irrideems
veins in our bodies green blood beating chlorophyl sunlight living dust our hearts of death
Julia Butterfly Hill leafy boughs swaying in skyward wind
red fire bursts fiercely
burning wood and oxygen
combustion
'Shortest Route Between Two Dots Is A Circle,' 8" x 9", coloured india inks
Brenda Clews, 2009
(A year later I finished this piece - you can take a look if you you like: Lip of the Volcano.)
Thursday, October 01, 2009
Some Favourite Websites and Blogs
Just for fun, created a little mosaic on my 'Links' page at my website - the websites displayed here are just like being on the real pages, you can browse, read, even leave comments! Click on the names above each site, which I've hyperlinked, if you're tantalized and would like to go to their websites.
Stephen Hatfield
Stephen Hatfield
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Paintings in the Sand, Blowing in the Wind
Here's a fun widget... drag your mouse over the white space in the box below;
each time you click, the colour changes... viola! your own drip painting.
No way to save your masterpieces, however. Paintings in the sand, blowing in the wind.
Except by a Print Screen on a PC or Grab on a Mac, perhaps.
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Honouring Erica Ross Honouring Us
Erica Ross is composing an 'About Us' page at her website: Dance Our Way Home. She asked me to contribute. I share only to encourage you to go, browse and pour over her site, its beauty.
“I've known Erica for many years and witnessed her blossoming into the teacher she is today. Her dance sessions incorporate the power of mythology to give us direction in our transformations through the mystery and magic of our own rhythms, the creativity we call on in our lives. Erica's DOWH sessions are always well researched, and carefully planned with open dance, partner exercises, a flow between movement and resting while Erica guides our visions towards integrating a greater whole within ourselves, in the relationships in our lives, our harmony with the forces of the universe. It is her loving care for the gentle and deep nurturing of women, our often fraught and splintered self-images and connections in an ever-changing world, in a safe and welcoming space that drew me to her Dance Our Way Home practice. In this practice I have found compassion and a celebration of us, as we are, as well as support for who we would like to become, the realization of our dreams.”
“I've known Erica for many years and witnessed her blossoming into the teacher she is today. Her dance sessions incorporate the power of mythology to give us direction in our transformations through the mystery and magic of our own rhythms, the creativity we call on in our lives. Erica's DOWH sessions are always well researched, and carefully planned with open dance, partner exercises, a flow between movement and resting while Erica guides our visions towards integrating a greater whole within ourselves, in the relationships in our lives, our harmony with the forces of the universe. It is her loving care for the gentle and deep nurturing of women, our often fraught and splintered self-images and connections in an ever-changing world, in a safe and welcoming space that drew me to her Dance Our Way Home practice. In this practice I have found compassion and a celebration of us, as we are, as well as support for who we would like to become, the realization of our dreams.”
Brenda Clews, Writer, Artist
Brenda Clews is a poet and painter living in Toronto, Canada. Born in Zimbabwe, and having spent a childhood in the jungles of Zambia, she embraces the dance of shamanic healing that DOWH offers. She is a developmental editor, a tutor, a certified Kundalini yoga instructor. Published in literary journals, her work shown in art shows, she is developing an aesthetic of multiplicities, of our beings as prisms, in which dance is a central metaphor for living and understanding our lives. Read Brenda's poem "Bramble Rose" and writing "Erica's Dance Our Way Home". A small videopoem she created after the Solstice Ecstatic Dance in June 2009 may be seen on her Celestial Dancers page of her website, Art & Writings.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Dancing on Poetry - a video calling card
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