Tonight, the Moon is Full and Whole. Which means that I try to take the time to make a DreamBoard to focus and wishcast what I want for the cycle to come.
July Full Moon is usually called Full Buck Moon, because it's the time when the new antlers of buck deer push out from their foreheads in coatings of velvety fur (source: space.com). This Moon brings enchantment, health, renewal, success and strenghth (source: Chroniques d'Acturius).
For the first time, Cheridoo (my husband) and I created together, we looked for images and words through my big pile of magazines to gather them for our shared goals. After all, what's about him is generally about me and vice-versa.
It was nice, even if he couldn't help reading ALL the newspaper articles instead of really focusing ;). I enjoyed doing this personal thing with him and hope we'll do it again.
I have a few more details to add with pens, but it's late so I'll do it tomorrow (wednesday).
I am very pleased by the result !:
Each Month, I love seeing what others create to celebrate the Full Moon and cast their wishes to the Universe for the cycle that begins; thanks to Jamie and her DreamBoard Circle. Ahlala she started a real circle in Toronto, lucky them !
It inspires me and so I'd like to create a DreamCircle with people who would be interested in gathering each month before the Full Moon in order to make our DreamBoards. If you are settled in Vancouver (BC, Canada) area and would like to know more about the process and how we can manage a group, don't hesitate: contact me !
For months now I'm wondering about my artistic style. You know, this touch that makes people recognize your work immediately. This thing that you can play with but is always here as "you".
I don't have a style. At all. I mean... when I look at my journal for examples, all my girls are totally different from one to the other, it's stunning. None look like the others.
Searching my own voice. I know what I like, I know what I dislike. I have so many sources of inspiration, and it's very ecectic.
Many years ago, I fell in love with Mark Ryden work. I know why, it's only my Spleeny me that speaks through it. And it's a part of me, I don't ignore it at all now. That's surely why I also like Anne-Julie Aubry's work so much. And Gorjuss's one as well, and Benjamin Lacombe who makes awsome books' illustrations.
They all reflect a big part of who I am, you know, deep inside of me. This part I fought against for so many years before accepting it. Acceptance is a hard thing. But now, I got it and deal with that better than ever.
BUT I also love Bright. Do you know Lindy Longhurst ? I LOVE her work. So rich in symbolism. And Mara Friedman too, I knew her thanks to her illustrations for the Triple Goddess Tarot (purely awsome).
It's like I'm torn between two opposites. They used to fight a lot, not so long ago. Today, they just almost peacefully coexist together.
But I can see it in my arty work. Light versus Darkness. Always. But it makes me wonder: is that a bad thing to create in such different styles ? How extern people see this fact ? Bad or okay ? If you see that an artist makes creations that do not look like each others, how do you feel ?
I absolutely don't want to copycat others work, even when I like something sooooo much; it's not me to copy.
I look at what I create and begin to find a kind of coherence, but just in my recent paintings. I continue to sketch, to do what my Heart & Soul tell me to get out of me. I like it, after all: it's all that matter, isn't it ?
BUT I won't lie: I'd like to make people heart giggle and resonnate when they see my Universe (not everybody of course, we're all different and what speaks to someone does not necesseraly speak to the neighbour ;)).
What do you think ? Did you struggle to find your style ? Do you always create the same kind of things (some cohesion in your art) ?
I've known Popy thinks to the first Petite Dolls workshop of Suzi Blu (can you believe it was already one year ago ?!). I noticed her at first because she's French, like me; and between all this Ocean of world wide Goddesses, it's sometimes good to find some roots (sort of). So my focus went easily on her.
In addition, I was fascinated by her universe: she succeeds in puting my inner world into "real" shapes while I struggle. INCREDIBLE ! Her style is colorful but we can guess deeper things in it.
We learned to know each other and I'm so proud to have her as a friend right now. Of course, as usual, geography is not with us but I know we have a way to walk together.
I'm happy to have a piece of her in my home thanks to the exchange we planned (my 4 year old daughter keep repeating "it's so beautiful what your friend made for you Mummy !", I just can agree with her in that point ;)
The subject of this swap ? Her favorite color mix: lime green/turquoise blue/red. I never used these three together, so it's a real challenge ! One "big" creation with two ATCs (Artist Trading Cards).
She added some extras that deeply touched my heart.
Look at THAT (click for bigger view):
And here the two ATCs. She took care of their back too:
Don't miss her, she deserves to be known.
You can buy some of her kits and creations so don't hesitate too much: The Popy Factory
I was absolutely certain to have already written a note about this strange book by <strong>Keri Smith</strong> but it's impossible to find it (I guess it's something that might happen... I have so much blog at the same time !)
Jamie, for this new edition of <a href="http://www.tnc-wreckthisjournal.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Next Chapter</a>, proposed us to go beyond our fear of mess and against our perfectionnism with the book <strong>Wreck This Journal</strong>.
But what is it ? It's not really a book because there is no story AT ALL in it... but some funny and bizarre instructions to subjectively follow: mess is good, DESTRUCTION IS CREATION !
I've already started (and then forgot a little) to wreck this journal, so I really think it's the good timing for me to do it now, to share with other people.
Here is what I've started for Week 1. I practiced a ritual I do several times a year, when something bothers me really really much, or make me angry, or sad or whatever negative feeling that can overwhelm me. I write down what make me in trouble and then I simply burn and destroy it. And then the feeling vanishes with the words I wrote. As simple as this. There, I burnt the paper with a stick of Patchouli incense (crazy, I know).
Et voilà !:
<a href="http://pulsion.inner-voices.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/wtj1.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-640" title="Wreck This Journal 1" src="http://pulsion.inner-voices.net/wp-content/uploads/2009/06/wtj1.jpg" alt="Wreck This Journal 1" /></a>
Désolée pour la photo plus que floue :(
... because yes, I AM an ARTIST. Now, even if it is still hard to admit it, I am more confident with that fact. Anyway.
It's totally crazy to see how my mood can be near to euphoria and then totally blue (sometimes, it's deeper that a brief blue moment). It can be seen in my Art Journal very clearly indeed: grey dark pages follow colorful ones, depending on how I feel.
It's hard and I'm pretty sure that only a therapy would help me to clear all this out. I dig deeper and deeper and do a great job by myself but it's simply not enough. I don't find every single key I need.
For example: here (at left) is a very simple page I made (acrylic paint background, collage, I made her hair thanks to the embossing Versamarker pen and ZING! embossing powders (by American Craft which are really fun to play with); this page is kinda positive (the journaling sentence came by itself): "She looks around her and see the beauty of the World, so she smiles." Click to enlarge the picture.
My journal is a large one (A4 size, which is about 21cm by 30cm) so it comes sometimes that the left page and the right one do not have anything in common. That's how my orange smiley page is close to a darker one...: Mila (that's the name my older daughter gave her). The page is not finished yet, I still have to work on the background, draw again the bubbles that link Mila to her Ghost and give some shape to the tree...
Sometimes, I sincerely wonder if I don't suffer of bi-polar syndrom, except I don't have maniac phases so I don't think this is it. Everybody experiences these phases when you laugh and cry, but I can't bear it anymore, it happens too often.
I can't wait to close this first Creative Journal and be able to see my evolution through the pages, happy moments as the ones full of doubts, anger, sorrow, misanderstanding...
I realize that I REALLY want an artistic professional life; but it involves time, space and money and I don't have all that. I sacrifice many things but it does not seem to be enough. Never. Enough.
Art supply is very expensive and I don't earn money to my family. I don't know if people would be interested in buying prints of what I create (or maybe original work as well). I wonder if my double personnality is a force or a weakness. What do you think ? So I don't have a personal style clearly defined because I can draw something really joyful as far as something really darker (even if I realize that my "dark" painting have all a hope sign in it).
I would love people to find theirselves in my art, that it speaks to their soul as it speaks to mine while I create it (or that they interpret it their own way)...
I learn, forever and always, and I love it ! So my art evolves. And I don't think it's that bad actually.
I feel totally transparent...