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| Lanterns, collage on paper 6x6 , Leslie Avon Miller |
Perhaps being lost, one should get loster.
~Saul Bellow
Loster in the studio; that’s where I am. And it’s no so bad.
I have no idea what I am doing and I don’t know where I am going. I only know I
am continuing in a state of curiosity. I try many things and make decisions
about what to keep and what to discard.
I create papers with color and textures which will later be
turned into some shapes for collage. I make marks and I follow new pathways.
I have been through most the drawers and other places I have
stored papers, collage, and paintings on paper looking at my own artistic
history. I am grateful that I have kept some of my earlier works. It seems to
me that the ones I have kept are sensitive and perhaps not so easily
understood. But to me, they have a beautiful mystery, a certain aesthetic. And
I find there is a thread from them to what I am doing now.
And I am out with lanterns, looking for myself.
~Emily
Dickinson
My sensibility shows up like my fairy godmother even if I am
unaware. Examples can be found by following the link to my tumblr blog in the side bar.
Some fellow named Sir Herbert Reed said that art is pattern
informed by sensibility.
As I commence this next phase of my life, likely the final
third, I have decided to do so with increased awareness and gratitude in
general and with specific appreciation for my own sense of discernment. I feel
a tenderness. I am opening. I am opening and turning towards the light.
Late Ripeness
Not soon, as late as the approach
Not soon, as late as the approach
of my ninetieth year,
I felt a door opening in me
and I entered
the clarity of early morning.
One after another my former
One after another my former
lives were departing,
like ships, together with
their sorrow.
And the countries, cities, gardens,
And the countries, cities, gardens,
the bays of seas
assigned to my brush came closer,
ready now to be described better
than they were before.
~ Czeslaw Milosz,
~ Czeslaw Milosz,
