Draw a circle,
Fill it with Dreams, hopes,
Fears and that lingering feeling
Something bumping under
Inside, dark places
And hidden corners
Paint little cobwebs of
Imaginary monsters
With their outstretched hands,
Teeth, baited breath
Draw another circle,
Overlapping the first
Set this one a blaze with
Dishes and curios
Dusting, laundry
A career, a forest
The mountains
Your first kiss
Your last breath
In the space between these circles;
This space, the sacred space between the seen and unseen
The imaginary and the real
This is a mundane life.
sculpture and dance. I watch the words stream out of me in a dance of sorts and then I go back to capture one moment in the dance to sculpt. If sculpted right with a proper breath of life, the reader should be able to see the dance witnessed - circular in a way. make sense?
good question.
I do a lot of reading/thinking etc. in the field of design as well as in art and I find they often overlap. I think what we're talking about here is an approach to creation that is generative and iterative. In that sense I think it's exactly right.
I would agree.