Here Now October 1, 2009
Posted 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.
Here Now
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, 2009
Posted 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!
Go Bow
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.
Color Complex – coming out as an artist September 27, 2009
Posted by Yvonne in Drawings, Dynamics of Resistance.Tags: art, artist, boldness, color, comparison, complex, courage, out of the closet
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when color showed up _ things began to get more complex.
Color Complex
So far, I’ve not been posting any of the backstory on these drawings so I’ve decided to start including such — maybe this is a bit of coming out of the closet as an artist.
Yesterday I spent the day with a bunch of artists visiting with Ruth Gendler at Kalliopeia Foundation’s lovely location in San Rafael.
This is the first time I ever went to an event as an artist. A bit shocking, I later realized.
[The Drawings started in Dec 2000, after I dropped in on a calligraphy class with Monica Dengo during a free weekend over at Fort Mason. More of that still unfolding story is here.]
So this piece showed up when we were in the last exercise of the workshop. We were exploring the themes of imagination and hands, and after awhile doodling along, I made the mistake of looking up from my work and noticed everyone else at the table was working in color.
For just a moment I had a “complex”. Then immediately looked back down, put pen to paper, and prayed urgently to have it be somehow magically dispelled. This drawing came to my rescue.
When I shared it with the group, there were sighs and chuckles of recognition from others, and Ruth said, “Sometimes it takes hours to make it that simple .. and you did so many!”
My dinner guest (a specialist in life cycle analysis and matrix math and an as-yet-in-the-closet painter) requested a copy too. So I framed it for him as he’s off to the airport this morning, and now I’m posting it in case there’s anyone else out there who is in danger of keeping a color complex.
What do you say? September 17, 2009
Posted by Yvonne in Evolution of We, Poems.Tags: art, partnership, play
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If a start
Of art
Came through the sky today
What would you say?
If a bend
Of your hand
Surprised you on the way
What would you say?
Can an other
Be there too
With you for a day?
What would you say?
Open, sesame.
Does open sesayu?
Shall we play?
What do you say?
The Poem: If Ever … February 26, 2009
Posted by Yvonne in Distinctions, Evolution of We, Poems.add a comment
If ever there was a reason
If ever I thought to think
If ever my life went open
If ever there came a brink
If ever I wandered aimless
If ever my dream came true
If ever a spot cleared newly
If ever I was near you
There – then
what would be and what had been
would never wonder again
Where – when
A brief look into my Tech Mitigated Life February 25, 2009
Posted by Yvonne in Distinctions, Indirect Approach.add a comment
It’s 3:33AM. I’m noticing that who I am is now tech defined.
For the last several days my iPhone would not ring. Apparently some switch on the side got switched and though Settings said ring was on, ring was actually off. It took me awhile to find it. Actually I didn’t find it. Complaining to a friend, he told me his had done the same thing, and revealed there was some switch on the side. I fumbled in that direction and the next thing you know I heard the ring of an incoming call. Magic, I’d say. Now I’m back with the living: immediately accessible, though tech mitigated, once again.
This morning I woke thinking about my current experience, living in expanded tech, tech being defined as that which is human created, man-made as it were.
Looking back, I could say that I’ve gone from experiencing life through family – with parents, siblings, pets, sometimes grandmas and grandpas, and now and then cousins; life through body as a dancer from a young age and later athlete; and life through interaction with others, leading and learning as a “boss” of the older and teacher of the younger ones since I was probably about 7 or so. When did tech show up?
What do you do with “What do you do?” January 14, 2009
Posted by Yvonne in Distinctions, Power of Dialogue.add a comment
The standard formal greeting used to be “How do you do?” Followed by “Very well, thank you … and you?” Now, it seems to be “What do you do?” … for which my consternation at devising an appropriately terse and common response leads to this post.
Something must have happened with the turn of the New Year.
I’ve had several recent occasions to meet new people and have encountered some difficulty in responding to this inevitable and perhaps innocently posed question: “What do you do?”
So far, my odd and unsettling response is something like: “About what?” because I can’t help thinking: perhaps I didn’t hear them correctly or completely. Frankly, somehow I can’t tell whether they are asking: what do I do …
