Krankin March 2, 2012Posted by Yvonne in Events.
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I just now found out that a dear friend passed … 2.5 years ago … and I didn’t even know it till now.
How does that happen?
This morning I’m listening to some music he gave me… and just about to write him a note of thanks, was hunting for his email (since I just changed computers) when I found this …
Bummer. Major. I’m feeling it.
Somehow I thought that he was always with me. That I could call and share anytime. That next time he was up in Berkeley he’d bring me those amazingly fragrant lilies for the dining room and complain that my piano was out of tune.
Conversations we’d had and trusting he was there kept me going through the sometimes very hard times of my first year in acting school. What he told me about being an artist and the encouragement he was for me in that world are immeasurable. Who he was as a dedicated artist. What he said to me about my gift. How he sang my poetry back to me and asked for more. How could I have lost touch with him in life so completely? Damn.
Too many dear ones, too far afield. And my days are too filled with “busyness” to be with all those whose memories pass my thoughts daily.
The world is suddenly much too large.
And the moments of connection much too infrequent.
I need a village.
Oh, the song I’m listening to … over and over and over again for the last 3 hours? “People Get Ready”
Tues Days August 15, 2011Posted by Yvonne in Distinctions, Poems.
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Tuesday (i/ˈtjuːzdeɪ/ or /ˈtjuːzdi/ or /ˈtuːzdeɪ/) is a day of the week occurring after Monday and before Wednesday. According to international standard ISO 8601, it is the second day of the week, although in some traditions it is the third.
“Tuesdays are only one of the types of days there are
You may also encounter during your life-time plenty of other types
So if any particular Tuesday causes or seems to bring undue grief or dis-stress, take heart:
for a Tuesday can be and usually is the harbinger of one or other of those other types of days for which you yearn for-getting the fact that on any particular Tuesday you are in fact and irreversibly moving directly in line to-ward such a future of other types of days that, should you obtain to the faintest inkling of, you would have to in a moment of joyous fright faint immediately at the expansive and illuminating opening surely coming to-ward you via this very specific and particular Tuesday in which you feel so mistakenly unfortunate to currently occur.
This I’ll warrant you from the depths of my soul, which, as you know is in fact and in matter immeasurably and irreconcilably deep.
Yours, truly (for whose else would I be?)
Lopsided Notion February 11, 2010Posted by Yvonne in Drawings, Dynamics of Resistance.
Tags: art, beauty, notion, self-expression, wabi sabi
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some notions are lop-sided, but beautiful none-the-less.
Even a lack of evidence of some kind of notion of “perfection” is it’s own beauty.
I have a dear friend who has been a fine artist for more than 60 years. Spending time with him I realized that the term “self-expression” is redundant: there’s no self with out expression and there’s no expression without self.
It’s ALL art – every way you move, every thing you say, the way your foot goes out and touches the ground when you walk, the way one looks when they are just waiting in line … even the way you resist or ignore or make mis-takes in life – they are all still made. It’s all a creation, intentioned or not …
And I guess what I’m learning these days is about being willing to be the creator of a life, this life … looking at and seeing what’s happening, now I think : do i like that over here … or over there … or maybe not at all?
Choosing and consciously creating … and loving and welcoming it all, even the lop-sided ones. Then continuing to create … tuning, trying, practice and patience … till soon … who knows?
Unword Theatre February 1, 2010Posted by Yvonne in Drawings.
Tags: theater, theatre, word
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Some things can’t be said – that’s why we have theatre.
Intensely Exclusive October 6, 2009Posted by Yvonne in Drawings.
Tags: awareness, exclusive, intense, relationship, technology, WoW
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it was an intense relationship _ in a direct and exclusive sort of way
If I remember rightly, this drawing came up at the end of an experiment in which I recently participated – an investigation into group learning using WoW as the platform.
I don’t know if others consider that they have a relationship with their computers or what types of relationships those may be, but I found that, although we were focused on the interactions among humans, my relationship to and with the “machine” (meaning both the computer and the software/environment) was almost as interesting.
One surprising insight early on was that by operating in the game environment, I realized how much (in the Game of Life) I rely on cues and awareness, access for which hadn’t yet been replicated in game – or maybe access to that awareness is just not yet evident to the novice/apprentice level player.
Although I could orient the visual field of the avatar through a much wider range than my body’s physical point of view, looking out from my eyes in the front of my head, that expanded range in game didn’t provide the particular kind of awareness I found I use constantly and transparently in meatspace. The experience was a bit like missing my back.
When I mentioned this to a couple of the WoW game masters on the team, they (both male) were surprised and intrigued not having noticed that for themselves. So maybe it’s a gal thing – I don’t know.
In game, what you have to work with is your avatar, and your control is via the display, keyboard, mouse & headset. In the Game of Life, what you have to work with is your self and your control is … well, that’s the question, isn’t it … mind+body? soma? structures of communication? ???
So it became an investigation of the relationship of one’s self to one’s apparatus, as it were – one’s extensions into life — a very intense, direct and exclusive kind of relationship, you see?
Here Now October 1, 2009Posted by Yvonne in Drawings, Word in Action.
Tags: boldness, commitment, creation, here, life, now, power, starting, word
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With the power of life she pointed, saying “Here. Now.” and so it was.
There comes a time when you realize that the only place you can make a difference is here and the only time you really have to work with is now … that the shortest distance between whatever past you’ve come from and any future you might choose is now … the point of all possibility.
And then you realize that soon after that, another “now” will be up for grabs very soon. Or your realize that if this “now” is working but this “here” ain’t cutting it, there are other “here”s to choose from and some very nearby.
And this is the start of curiosity.
And then you try: you say something … and it blows away in the wind. But you didn’t die, and you learned about the now and how it goes.
And this is the start of boldness, and you soon say: “Here, Now” and you mean it … with your added passion, both here and now become enlivened and begin to move in your appointed direction.
And this starts something all together else …
Go Bow September 30, 2009Posted by Yvonne in Dynamics of Resistance.
Tags: archery, bow, confidence, hairbow
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once she got her bow _ there was nothing could stop her!
This drawing started from the top: the figure started coming and I first noticed the hairbow. It wasn’t till it was done and I looked again that I saw the bow over her shoulder.
So this is about getting your equipment and having the strength to use it. Pulling a bow and holding it steady is actually quite a challenge. My uncle taught me in Golden Gate Park somewhere when I was a kid, maybe only 10 or 11 years old. Sometimes you keep the equipment over your shoulder, and sometimes it’s on your head and only looks like decoration – but adds something to your strength whether you or anyone knows it or not.