What Season is it?

photograph of yellow tomatoes


The last two days have been the equivalent of darning a small hole. The work is tedious, uninspiring and not moving my larger goals forward. But cleaning the oven where the spaghetti squash exploded, raking up the leaves to cover the roses, bringing in the tender plant with beautiful pink and yellow trumpet shaped flowers, taking care of bills, cleaning the finger prints off of all surfaces leaves me surrounded by more orderliness. The cleaner environment gives my home a greater sense of calm.

French class was today and I really enjoy the group of women who are taking it. The teacher is kind and gentle with us all. Between classes, I have begun to study with the attitude that I now hold about everything these days: whatever it is I have learned is more than what I knew previously. The idea of letting things happen instead of driving them is so much easier on my body and my self esteem.
After reading The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin, I formed a group through Meetup.com. At our first meeting, we discussed our inklings. Perhaps, we thought out-loud, taking this action, or completing that project would make our lives different. It is very much a process of self-discovery and setting distinctly individual goals. We planned to create our resolutions, chart them in short, measurable steps by the time of our next meeting.

On my refrigerator now hangs my chart.

It is very empowering to put an X on the action every day and a reminder when I put on the O that I have not followed through on an intention. I have begun doing 150 crunches a day; increasing my 10 pound weight reps from 15 to 25 over the last week; drinking three full glasses of water a day seems to be helping me to sleep more deeply.

The second limb of my growth tree is establishing more of a presence in the world. During the period from January 2010 on, I was recovering from abdominalplasty; a sudden ending of my marriage; heavy debt from buying my ex out. The divorce came through in August 2011 while I was recovering from bunion surgery. My reaction was to cocoon. I was injured, lacking confidence and feeling lost. The six coffee dates that I went on in an attempt to connect were less than scintillating. I was still too damaged to feel safe in the world.

black construction of water

So my plan which the group is helping me to design includes caring for the friendships which I already enjoy; making new friends outside of the realm of Facebook, Twitter and Linkedin with a face to face interchange.
http://www.happiness-project.com/

One strategy that Gretchen Rubin pointed to in her book was ,”acting as if.” So when I feel lethargic with the desire to continue hiding in my cave, I now hear Getchen telling me to ,”act as if.” It is working.

Last week I went to the streaming cafe to hear a great band. Since my art work is on show there until the 24th, it was fun to be sitting in a place with my work on show.http://streamingcafe.net/

embrace at the Streaming Cafe


The Summerland Art Gallery has a competition of Christmas images. My intention is to get back into submitting to opportunities to show my art or read my poetry. I will be reading at the Inspired Word Coffee House event next week. The Bean Scene on Burtch and Dickson Road in Kelowna is hosting a “jam” for poets at 7 pm on November 25th and it is the first time I have read since last June. A friend took a video of my reading and uploaded it to you tube.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jm_rMzClTO8
So I am working on my body to get myself stronger; saving my money and paying down my debt to make myself financially stronger; going out and maintaining my friendships to increase my social equity; being creative while publicizing what I am writing or painting.

Since my wall paper for designyourwall.com sold, I am feeling very optimistic. I have one more class for Continuing Studies on Blogging this coming Saturday and after that my quest for employment will be a higher priority.

I am reading copiously. The main focus is on Jungian psychology, mythosynchronicity, spirituality and conscious living. The dark grief and loss that has been my companion for the last two years is a process of ego dying. The falling away of what I was, the way I lived in the world was painful.
http://dancingintheflames.com/Marion_Woodman/HOME.html

But I feel now like I am starting to move out into the world wiser, calmer and more centered. I have Buddhism, my Shamanic experiences in Peru and the retreat with the amazing Gabor Mate to thank for my patience through the process.

embrace


So I step out of the house more, out of my comfort zone more and “act as if.” May we all live in love.

What Gifts are Best for Christmas? Buy original art

Penticton Art Gallery now has two pieces of mine for their pre-Christmas sale, I will be in a show at the Rotary Centre for the Arts for three days November 12th on, then the next week Gallery Vertigo is letting me have a show at the Kalamalka Campus. Summerland Art Gallery is holding a pre-Christmas sale of art cards and books which has motivated me to get producing again.

photograph of my hand shadow on a scrap book page

photograph of my hand shadow on a scrap book page

Hand made books are a real pleasure to create and I want to have three or four more ready for Gallery Vertigo’s book store.

This thursday I will be in the Rotary Centre for our First Thursday Open house. Last month 30 students from UBC attended and it was lovely to have a chance to meet the up and coming art teachers that will be inspiring students in the high schools and elmentary schools.

texture abounds in this piece for a CD cover

texture abounds in this piece for a CD cover

I am a featured artist in Homes for the Holidays and will be putting up the pieces that I created next week in the show home. All of those great photos I took one day last winter after a heavy snow fall should look great in this old fashioned christmas themed open house.

star gazer lily in my neighbours yard

star gazer lily in my neighbours yard

Meanwhile, I am organizing an all candidates meeting to get more interest in the election. Only 22% of citizens turned out at the last election and there seems to be a more prevasive kind of negative inertia in our town. People are quick to complain and critize but don’t go out to the cities open houses or respond to on line surveys. I guess it is human nature to have everything be alright until it seems to be all wrong. What about the place between?

Sutherland park after fresh snow

Sutherland park after fresh snow

Cold weather, art, politics. That is my life right now. Happy November.

What is the Best way to show your art?

 art in the entry lobby of Caldwell banker lobby

art in the entry lobby of Caldwell banker lobby

New Year’s is a time to restructure, reexamine and reassess those actions which have been taken to move toward a goal. The first step is to have the goal clearly in mind. The difficulty comes when I enter the labyrinth and become dazed and confused. As a Myers-Briggs personality type of extrovert intuitive, I am reactive and focussed frequently on trying to soothe, help and educate others.

The journey is to learn how to make myself a calmer more fulfilled person. My goal is to be the type of person who just plain raises the Vibe. So part of my maketing plan is to sit meditation every day. Part of my marketing plan is to get my art out into public spaces to be discovered by people who are setting up house.

Also, assessing what possibilities exist for me that I haven’t paid attention to in the past can be valuable. All around me are methods of support. Awareness. Listening. Keeping my seat, as Pema Chondra recommends.

The best way to show your art is to fully understand what you are doing as an artist and as an agent. As we are headed into the year of the Ox, it is good to know what the path is and pay attention to the yoke. It is all a big yoke anyway….says the smiling Buddha.

Trevisan Traces of Memory Art: Severe Winter, Kelowna

The castle becomes an art gallery

The castle becomes an art gallery

My work at Traces of Memory

My work at Traces of Memory

While four pieces of my art are enjoying the relative warmth of Ferrar, Italy, I am here scraping the ice off of the sidewalk. However, the brilliant, clean sunlight coming in the windows and doors is sending visions of being able to move to Edmonton into my brain. I can live with the -27 degrees, I tell myself. I can live with the sun and moon reflecting off of snow. The jewel like ground holds beauty in every crevice.

blue skies

blue skies

What is soul destroying is gray, gray skies, gray air, gray vistas. The interior of houses feeling like caves and energy as well as optimism sinking into the winter gray bog of despair.

I have a 5 by 7 foot image that I am preparing for a furniture store in town. Having sent the Christmas presents off and most of the cards I can now concentrate on my art. The next step is to complete this work and then I can begin to publicize my classes with renewed vigor.  Teaching is such a joy for me. Learning as much from my students as I manage to teach, is the usual result. So often a question sends me into a new direction. The wall is a door.

Yesterday we had some bad luck or results from steps not taken, however one wants to phrase it. The “new” car needs the head gasket replaced and the cost was estimated at $2,500. We can’t manage that. Then the refrigerator died, shortly after the protective tent over the construction wood collapsed and broke.

At least all three are out of the way. We almost had four because we forgot to turn the heat back on after we were listening for the refrigerator to breathe. The house was 52 this morning but luckily no pipes burst.

Trevisan "Traces of Memory"

Trevisan

Lack of focus is often the biggest devil in our lives. I have made so many mistakes from simply not paying attention. Sunday in our Dharma group we were reading Ken Macleod’s differentiation of awareness and mindfulness… but I had trouble keeping my mind on it.

So often the careful, structural analysis of things which are scientific sounding have no reverberation for me. I intuit. I feel. I have a gut response, or a flash. Breaking things down into steps, mincing logical discussions just feels like a weight and confuse me. I am mindful enough to watch this process in myself and aware enough to know how much others seem to seek structure to give them control over ideas.

The images of Trevisan that Paola sent through are wonderful. If only my art could talk!

My pieces are on the left

My pieces are on the left

Traces of Memory Show in Ferrar, Italy

Traces of Memory Show in Ferrar, Italy

Cameron stretched the new canvas for me and put on the hardware. I cleaned up his studio for him this morning. What one finds difficult, the other find simple. Having a team is a strong position.

Large New image, Red pyramids

Large New image, Red pyramids

Don’t be afraid of the severe winter in Kelowna. The sky is fantastic with its 100 shades of blue. Step out into it. Take the hand of your partner/love and enjoy what is.