It’s catch up time! I’ve been taking things a little more slowly this month, with the kids going back to school, the specter of hurricanes, replenishing art supplies and catching up with paperwork. I also returned to the taekwondo dojo to get my physical mojo back in between practicing the piano. To do it all, I make a concerted effort to close my art studio door by 6pm and I’ve been pretty much sticking to that schedule. I also take most of the weekend off and spend it getting re-energized and planning for the busy week ahead.
I got the proverbial night owl out of my system years ago (back when I subsisted on 5 hours/night sleep and endless cups of coffee). These days, I adhere to a “normal” diurnal cycle that has enabled me to maintain a healthier lifestyle and spend some quality time with my family. It’s hard to pull away from art and I confess, sometimes I do bring the sketchbook to bed. But I’m back in the studio by 8:30 AM with full creative fervor restored. The word “deadline” has been supplanted by “goals”, the great motivator without the stressful inferences of that awful D word. Being unhealthy and exhausted is just not an option for me! Being balanced and feeling great makes goal-getting possible and makes everyone around me happier too. Arriving at this juncture is huge given how scattered and nocturnal I once was. It used to be all about the deadlines. Now it’s all about the little goals along the way!
While listening to my mother-in-law speak, I was dazzled by her wise-looking hands. Those hands have seen a lifetime of work and devotion and reflect a woman who has done many virtuous things. They are extensions of the soul and powerful communicative tools.
Kyra, who recently declared that “exuberance” was her favorite word was the perfect candidate for Dove-Shapeshifter. As a bird that represents “purity” and “life force”, I love how her sense of wonder and un-reigned imagination delivered her through a series of convincing poses.
“Behold the hands, how they promise, conjure, appeal, menace, pray, supplicate, refuse, beckon, interrogate, admire, confess, cringe, instruct, command, mock and what not besides, with a variation and multiplication of variation which makes the tongue envious.” ~Michel de Montaigne, French essayist (1533-1592)
Now in other Hunt-Kramerville news:
The kids spent most of Summer engaged in creative play. This includes drawing, building things, doing crafts and making animation.
Kyra, who sometimes hangs out in the studio, drew lots of princesses, happy families, flowers and animals but then one week she started showing me drawings of bird-shapeshifters. I don’t actively show my kids my artwork unless they ask, but I assume they look askance and maybe absorb certain subjects by osmosis.
Kyra drew a flapper bird-shapeshifter and told me it was a play on words. Not only did I think it was a clever concept, but it was a pretty good drawing for an 8 year old.
Connor delved headlong into the complexities of animation. He is a natural animator—I mean, you either want to make your drawings move or you don’t and Connor is obsessed with motion. His animating hero is Cyriak and his mama (yours truly) earned a degree in computer animation many, many years ago, so perhaps he’s genetically predisposed to this art form. So now that school has started, what is the first assignment Connor tackles? A poetry assignment about being an artist. It’s entitled “I am a Strange Artist” and I like it! I think Connor echoes the sentiments of many artists, including myself! Good job, Connor!