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Topic: Art and Intuition
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martin dufresne
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Babbler # 11463
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posted 26 September 2008 11:45 PM
Ther new issue of Herizons has a great article by that title from Shawna Dempsey. Here is a teaser: quote: (...)However, if truth be told, it is lartgely my own superstition that keeps the knotty problem of intuition at arm's length. Something happens when I am creating that is beyond my power to describe. If I were to look to art for metaphor, I'd say that sometimes when I write, or draw, or perform, I fall down the rabbit hole. I enter a dream and my job is not to guide it, but to follow it, to ride it until it takes me to its logical conclusion. This state has a physical component, a rush of exhilaration that is almost visible, a surge of movement and colour that passes into and out of my body. I have tricks that can help me catch this euphoric exalation of clarity, but there is no surefire way in. Lots of time, doing nothing helps create room for it. And quiet. But that isn't a formula. And it isn't something we artists discuss much, even among ourselves. It feels too fraguile, too important and too magical to unravel.(...)
Herizons, a great deal at 60 clams for 3 years. Treat yourself. PO Box 128, Winnipeg, MB R3C 2G1 or from their website, with its kewl "Women's News from the Web" section.
From: "Words Matter" (Mackinnon) | Registered: Dec 2005
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ebodyknows
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posted 05 October 2008 08:42 PM
Makes it sound like the artist is something of a hunter of mystical experiences.Instead of fish and mooseheads on the wall they hang paintings? What kind of medium does Shawna try and capture her revelations in? I consider myself something of an artist. I brought a friend I hadn't seen in a while, also an artist, a pup from a prolific aloe vera plant yesterday along with a pile of locally picked pears. We decided to walk around for nuite blanche. We didn't look at much art...personally I found the spectacle of the unusually numerous roaming gangs of people the most interesting visual. We walked and talked, lit and twirled sparklers ran into and old mutual friend. By the end of the evening we had completed a walk which was a work of art in itself. It was the kind of beauty I live for. I was happy to let it trail away from me free. I don't wonder why people want to try and capture beauty and imprison it for all to see. Or why people want to build art crutches that help a potentially crippled audience walk into a beautiful experience. But what about cultivating general creativity in our society and respect and awe for unframed beauty? Yes it's delicate, but not talking about it isn't going to make it stronger.
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