Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Soul of Place....
This month, we are in the studio *class free* for two weeks! Nothing to do but paint, cool off in the pool...go for walks...grill, lay on the hammocks and speculate about ideas and strategies for our work: *bliss* ... this is one of those times in our lives where I wish time stood still!
One of the exhibits we are preparing for is a local group show "The zip code exhibit".
Because we are so attached to our own "place",it seemed like a great exhibit for us to participate in.
We are preparing a series of six 12" x 12" mixed media pieces, comprised of pencil, oil paints, encaustics and found objects; visiting places that have personal significance to our '22205 zip code' daily life.
I am drawing and painting- Sergio will later apply encaustic and found objects on top. *These are the images of works in progress...will post more Thursday & Friday*
This series of our personal history within our zip code will be titled: Soul of Place.
We each have a special sense of place. Whether a place in our past, present or an imagined future. We are attracted to some places, and repelled by others. Some of us are more determined to reside in a place we feel we cherish, while others choose a place where they may find financial stability, family or health.
It is this intention that creates the soul of a place.
For us, our place-our home and studio- defines much of our lives. It is where can be in touch with soulFULLness, where we are nourished, where we find peace. It is within this zip code-our home, where we have had the most positive experiences, and have lived through the negative as well.
We have a history, a present and a future here.
from one of my poems:
"In a world which appears transient and ephemeral
I have lately discovered
that in the end
everything is connected
because even if not above the soil our branches do meet, there is always an intricate root system which bifurcates into paths that are parallel
yet forever intertwining..."
...where do you personally experience 'soul of place'?
How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you - you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences - like rags and shreds of your very life. ~Katherine Mansfield