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August 2, 2010

August Poetry Postcard Challenge – Day 1

I am participating in the August Poetry Postcard Challenge this month. Each day, I send a new postcard with a poem on the back to a recipient on the group list.  We began on July 27, but I am posting these a few days late, so that my pen pal can see them first. Enjoy!

Men in My Neighborhood

drive crotch rockets and burn
through stop signs. They carry
half-empty fifths of Jim Beam
and a bottle of PBR, on the way
to a friend’s house. They play
rock-paper-scissors to see
who has to be the designated
driver tonight.  The men
in my neighborhood, they know
not to follow too close – half
a block’s distance, especially after
dark. They wear skinny jeans
and carry old-school typewriters.
They work downtown and walk
the whole way there. The men
in my neighborhood fight
with their women in the parking lot
behind the liquor store. And they also
buy stargazer lilies at the grocery store
and carry those purple throated
ladies all the way home.

Sent July 27, 2010

July 19, 2010

Day 19: Walking On

The root of mindfulness in a creative practice, in my mind, is in sensory awareness. For the next five days, I will focus on body awareness.  While body awareness is rooted in many of the senses I have already covered, I think it is most often captured through touch.  As someone who often lives in her head, this is the most challenging sense to articulate.

This year, I have written a lot about my legs. To be fair, they have been a central part of my last year. I dislocated my left knee last July while on vacation, rehabbed the knee through the fall and early winter, had knee surgery in December, and rehabbed the knee again through the winter and spring. Now, I am on the other side of the experience. I have working legs again, after a lot of effort.

For today’s exercise, I will be focusing on my legs (again), but I want to add an extra layer of direction. I have to write (or create) a praise song to my legs. I cannot write about pain, weakness, or deficiency. I have to somehow express my renewed sense of strength in my legs.  I think, for me, that’s a step towards accepting my legs in their new state.

July 16, 2010

Simple Things for Summer

I heard a rumor that folks were posting a Simple Things today, in honor of Christina’s birthday. I actually found Christina’s blog through her Simple Things meme, but came to be a regular reader, because I love having a shot of positivity (and beautiful photography) in my Google reader on a regular basis. And like with all good blogs, I ended up discovering other blogs I enjoy, just by reading hers. So, thank you Christina & happy birthday!

And now for my summer edition of my favorite simple things right now:

  1. A non-humid day, immediately following a ridiculously humid day.
  2. Grilling dinner on our rooftop deck, three times this week (and counting).  There’s also a grilling party at a friend’s house tomorrow. Can I just say that I love grilling food?
  3. Waking up with the light.
  4. Staying up with the light, later than I normally do.
  5. Getting blueberries for my cereal from the farmer’s market rather than the freezer case.
  6. Heck, the farmer’s market altogether.
  7. Short Fridays.
  8. Three vacations in one summer. The next one starts next Thursday, when my dad comes to town.
  9. Seeing my husband more often than during the school year.
  10. Summer movies in the park. Tonight is The Muppet Movie!

Those are my simple things that are bringing me joy this summer. What are yours?

July 15, 2010

Love Note (In Code)

I wrote this poem in response to two different prompts. The first was yesterday’s prompt for my Month of Mindfulness. The second was for Big Tent Poetry’s prompt this week. In this prompt, the author Nathan Landau suggested that we write a poem in code. Once I mashed these two seemingly disparate prompts together, this poem arrived, demanding to be written down.

Some poems are difficult to write. Some I have to craft and eke out word by word. This poem just sort of wrote itself. In fact, it wrote itself so quickly and suddenly that I had to write it while blow drying my hair prior to work this morning. These types of writing moments are so few and far between that I have to pause and recognize how lucky I am when they happen.  It’s like committing to mindfulness is working…or something.

Love Note (in Code)

I love you like I love the taste of green.
You are my avocado
and like a spoon, I carve you out.

I love you like the smell of grass at night,
sweet and still warm from the sun.
I love your unripe bits, your rind. I even

love the spots where you’ve gone wild:
your open fields, your weeds.
I love your bitter leaves I am

still and always surprised by you, my mint,
my jalapeño, my fuzzy spot of mold.
I love your spring and bloom, your wither

and your rot. I love you as you allow
me to devour you, you who are always new
and always multitudes to me.

July 14, 2010

Habit, Week 2

This week has been a little bit more difficult for picture-taking. I haven’t taken one every day. I know that the point of this exercise, beyond joining up with this community that I admire, is to get myself into the habit of taking photos every day. It’s about cultivating the creative impulse. However, I am (of course) overly focused on how well I follow the rules. Today, I am going to say that I am proud of the photos that I did take, rather than pining for the ones that I didn’t.

July 8

Between my meetings, emails, spreadsheets, and site visits, I spun as fast as I could.

July 9 – skipped

July 10 – skipped

July 11

We harvested our carrots today. Some were big, some were small, and some showed us how to adapt. (This one was featured on the habit blog!)

July 12 – skipped

July 13

Sometimes (often), I simultaneously strive for too much and not enough. It’s exhausting. (This was also featured at habit!)

July 14

I am always impressed by obsessive attention to detail.

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July 10, 2010

Fold & Staple

I remember back in the early nineties, when I was a teenager and reading Sassy magazine, that everyone my age (and slightly older) made zines. Armed with glue sticks,  Polaroid cameras, and Xerox machines, zine editors compiled music reviews, essays, poems and pictures and crafted homemade issues.  I was never quite cool enough to make a zine (even though I really wanted to) but I certainly sent my fair share of self-addressed stamped envelopes out to people who did.

I don’t know if the zine publishing community continued all this time and I just fell away from the interest or if there is a recent resurgence of zine-making.  Whatever the case, I am so glad that I’ve rediscovered this publishing niche. Today, Aaron and I went to Steven Square Center for the Arts for the 2010 Twin Cities Zinefest.

The SSCA’s gallery space was crammed with tables showcasing mostly local zine publishers, micropresses, comic book artists, and book artists. As I traveled from table to table, perusing the gorgeously handmade booklets and cards, it took all of my personal power not to buy something from every exhibitor.  Instead, I settled on two issues of “Certain People I Don’t Know: Profiles of Metro Transit Friends” from Terrible Comics by a Terrible Person. (They aren’t terrible; they are awesome and funny.) I also bought four issues of The Burn Book by Action Athena artist Athena Currier.  I could have (should have) bought more.

Visiting Zinefest this year gave me the urge to do two things:

  1. Join Steven Square Center for the Arts.
  2. Grab a pair of scissors and some poems and craft up a zine of my own.

Both of these are now in the realm of possibility.

July 8, 2010

Habit, Week 1

One of my favorite photoblogs, habit, has created an interesting experiment for the month of July. If you’re not familiar with habit, they host several photographers each month who take a candid picture during their day and pair it with 30-ish words about their day. The words can be about the photo, but they do not have to be related.  To mark their 18 month anniversary, they created a group on Flickr and invited their readers to upload their own photos and words. Then each day, they select a few photos from the group pool to post on their blog.

I decided to participate, as part of my continuous effort to keep myself creating this month.  So far, it’s been an excellent experience. Not only is it pushing me creatively, but I’m seeing beautiful photos over on the group page.  Below I’ve posted my first week of habit photos, which I will do each week of the project. You can follow along with the rest of the project over at the group page and at habit.

July 1

On our first day of vacation with no plans, we eased into our day, accomplishing little. I bet we’ll crave structure soon.

July 2

We stayed for the whole match, cheering with our neighbors for the losing team.

July 3

More than once, I thought, “I could get used to this.”

July 4

This morning, we hoped that the rain would pass.

July 5 – skipped

July 6

The first day back is always the hardest.

July 7

Today, it rained so hard that it felt like someone wrung the clouds out with her bare hands.

More next week!

July 6, 2010

Day 6: Postcard from Sleep

The root of mindfulness in a creative practice, in my mind, is in sensory awareness. For the first five days, I will be focusing on visual awareness. In this week, I will be making postcards, inspired by the work of Dave Bonta and Dana Guthrie Martin at the now defunct Postal Poetry and the many creative folks who collaborate at habit.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve had incredibly vivid dreams. Several times a week, I am able to recall my dreams as if they really happened. Despite this talent (or curse depending on the dream), I have rarely used visual dream imagery in my writing or art. I would like to stretch my awareness into my subconscious, just for today.

For today’s exercise, I will create a postcard from my sleep or dreams. Since I can’t take a physical snapshot of my dream imagery, I will have to create it using any medium at my disposal.  While the medium does not have to be visual, per se, the resulting product must be visually-oriented. In other words, image must be the central technique.

July 5, 2010

Postcard from 7:52 AM

Now I know: time moves by too quickly. I know that now, after learning that summers no longer extend for years on end. They are gone in a flash. After all, it’s already July.

Tonight, we couldn’t remember what we did on the last Fourth of July. Was that the year we made pineapple cocktails and stumbled to the roof or the year we watched movies, while I was on crutches? Was it the year I wasn’t even in the country, when I missed it all? All of our holidays dissolved into a sugary mess, a pile of snapshots covered in melted s’mores and watermelon juice.

Someday, we will want to remember this evening, this moment, amongst the others. We will only have this picture to remind us.

July 1, 2010

Day 1: Committing to Mindfulness

Whenever I start a new project, I feel like I balance between success and failure. Unfortunately, I can often envision the failure much more clearly than I can envision my success.  For me, mindless-ness is much easier to slip into than mindfulness.  I can dilute my focus on awareness, through the million distractions I feed myself daily.  In order to put my best foot forward, I really need to make a commitment to my month of creative exercises.

This month’s first exercise is to articulate a commitment to mindfulness, in whatever medium feels the most comfortable. This commitment will include a definition of mindfulness, what it looks like and feels like.  It will also include a description of creative goals for this month. Finally, it will include a promise to intentionally engage in the creative practice for the month.

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