Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label creativity. Show all posts

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

gay venture

every house move i've made, for as long as i can remember, my childhood stamp collection (a sizeable proportion of which i think i inherited from someone else, maybe my dad or some great aunt) has come with me with the express purpose of using the stamps to découpage.

i've had this wooden drawer unit (from ikea) for, i'm thinking, at least 7 years. it holds my stationery items. in my determination to be more organised there's now a drawer for jotter paper & post-it notes, one for paperclips, staplers & rubber bands, another for sharpeners & erasers and so on.
ever since i got this little unit, i planned that one day i'd get around to using those stamps i've been trawling about.

so, this evening, i *finally* got around to doing it. it still needs a few coat of clear varnish - it's currently got craft sealant over it but i want a smooth finish. having started out feeling a little irked and anxious for no real reason, whatever was irking and anxting me slipped away as i enjoyed a few simple hours listening to gareth and jett prattle away about films on their podcasts in the background while contentedly glueing stamps and thinking about absolutely nothing. i'm kinda pleased with how it turned out.

i'm now eyeing up a fairly ugly chest of drawers i've only held on to just so i could do this to them too...





























































i can't bear to recycle this album (from 1968), even though there's no stamps in it.
the lengthy blurb on the inside front cover opens with the immortal line,

Yes, a Gay Venture indeed for every enthusiast, for there is no more enthralling and exciting hobby than stamp collecting - the only one that can interest you whatever type of person you are!
:)

LB

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

educating us out of creativity



i know a load of folks who will totally get this. so i'm sharing it. plus it's full of quirky humour, as much as it's beautifully insightful.

LB

Thursday, April 23, 2009

what about the view from your window...?

the daily dish is still looking for photographs from north dakota, south dakota, tennessee and rhode island for their upcoming book. details here

spread the word...

LB

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

the power of digression

be still my beating heart.

i just washed off the grime of the day with this as the soundtrack. don't know if i posted it before but it's worth recommending again. i find this to be deliciously good. and beautiful.

LB

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

judas recalled and some rambling thoughts

pete's posted up a summary of ikon::recalls Judas, including our recordings of the reflections.

the live version of mine ended up being more like as i intended it - more pitching and heaving, fast paced and well... angry than the earlier recorded version. that said, the table was so crowded with folks that there was no room to gesticulate. my body felt like a coiled spring and there was no room to physically express as i'd have liked. jonny was behind doing the live mixing underneath our voices and commented afterward, it's a shame you couldn't stand. and this is what i love about the whole collaborative experiment, that we try stuff and it's okay for it not to be perfect...
(i toned it down to a much more meditative level for the audio-only version. but, as an experiment, i'm glad we have kept a record for once. )

in the '08 gathering, Satisfaction, and in our workshop at gb08, lessons in evandelism we recognised that it is disatisfaction that keeps artists making art, not success. you keep trying to make it better and learning as you go.
it was a real treat to back at the ikon table after leaving the cyndicate 6 months back and taking a break. i loved what everyone brought to the table, it really provoked me. i can't wait for whatever we're gonna try next.
even as an ikon::recalls, this was *so* different from the 2002 version of Judas, that it was still a one off.
we prepare, we do it and we move on to the next... Sunday night really got close to embodying what i think theodrama might be about...

on a not unrelated front, i haven't watched all the videos, but in thinking over Easter about what the heck it is i actually mean when i say, i believe, i came across this theopoetics site, which i'm really enjoying exploring. and in a way, this gets the closest yet to articulating how i understand my belief, without making me feel boxed by the technicalities of labels such as Christian Agnostic or a/theist. this breaks something open for me. this video on bruggemann's dialogue with the emerging church really did it for me. i kind of want to pull up a chair with david and sarah and this guy, and several folks besides. actually, no kinda about it.

i've been wondering for a while what would develop from my journey through deconstruction and the psychoanalytic, and have been in increasingly finding suggestions of narrative and the unsystematic and the poetic coming out of my mouth... embryonic unformed questioning attempts with several nouns and adjectives increasingly taking on a verb form. which probably stems from exploring in '07 the idea of "G-D as event" (rather than as being) in The God Delusion. and i think it's also been an attempt to wonder what category to put what i did at Vanderbilt last October into... i've been filling out a college application and trying to describe what i've been up to on the ikon journey has been wrecking my head.

the experience of ikon is very often doing something that i don't know how to describe. and i'm willing to confess that it can be bloody intimidating when the kind of people who typically describe what you're doing are philosophers like Jack Caputo. (there's a reason why when someone approaches and says they've been reading Pete's work and Caputo's and they're a big fan of ikon although they've never been and would love to talk about what we do that i typically respond, "let's get a pint". thank G-D we do a lot of stuff in pubs!) i love the conversations but man do i have to work hard at them. and i don't say that to imply i'm stupid or ignorant, or that i have a problem with the philosophy that's been used to describe and inspire ikon. it's just i'm more comfortable with, and have been in want of, an alternative language set that allows for all the provisionality but which flows more freely rather than making me feel tongued tied beside the academics.

i suspect of a fair few of us collaborators in ikon have at this stage enough knowledge in our heads and have done the stuff enough times to get an honourary PhD in Philosophy but don't realise it because we are doing it without the need, or indeed in some cases desire, to articulate or even understand it philosophically.

so anyway, all that is really meant to say, some helpful dots are being joined through this theopoetic stuff... this all intrinsically seems to make sense to me in a way that feels potentially liberating and worth exploring more. and my brain's not hurting.

Reknitting our creeds light in hand
We are liberated by our uncertainty
Our fragile belief
where G-D is the wound, the hole in the weave
We discover the world
We face the other
Undergoing, Listening, Wondering, embracing
Asking, Is this how it could be?
...

Let our stories unravel and be told without conclusion
Let us knit our lives together
With meaning that cannot be grasped by our words

(from the liturgical poem i wrote for The God Delusion. seems to fit. somehow.)


Brook, if you read this - l'engle gets a mention on the theopoetics site, which brought you to mind.

LB

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

the showing up



this wonderful TED talk by elizabeth gilbert reminded me of so many people i know.

there is a embryonic thought in my mind that this is exactly why we should seek the "authentic", the "small"... there's something running through this idea that what might be divine or transcendent is revealed when we are at our most human, not trying to tell of G-D, but tell of ourselves. and in doing so, that which could or might see beyond how we understand the world, that which is outside of us, speaks in, through or around us... is revealed.

in other words, we can err as humans, and if we are willing to let that constant state of error be out in the world, others might see even in our stumbling, the alternative, get a glimpse of what i'm calling at the moment, the G-D's eye view. i've been thinking about tich naht hanh's phrase that conflict happens because we do not understand one another. perhaps then i am wondering, if i best understand what i call G-D as the unknowable eye or ear or heart which is above or beneath or in the middle of all situations and experiences, outside time and space is that which sees into the heart of all the players and thus understands what causes things and what we all really feel.

if only you could see you through my eyes, with my heart, with my mind, and soul, and i, yours. but we can't. that's not the deal we got given as humans.

so our job is maybe, yes, to just keep turning up and tell how we experience life as honestly as we can, and attempt to understand one another. to see in all our erring what it is we have in common. and listen to the other voice that weaves around our ongoing conversation. that which brings both mystery and clarity.

it's all about best guesses when you don't have an all seeing eye. to claim otherwise is to claim to be G-D.

LB