It has been a while since I have written. Realized I got distracted by many things of a complex nature lately....
I
worked with RW for a few weeks and was relieved there was not a paint
to cuff blow out. Realized where he was at and appreciated his energy,
strength in his craft, and what he was teaching. He was so seasoned and
ready to focus on sharing his gifts and had a rapt class, that the
model was an afterthought. I always knew he was a wonderful painter and
visionary, but really got a taste of it as I worked. I never believe
it is about the model, it is about the journey. The collaboration, the
vibration that passes from one artist to another. In this element, I
was able to let go of my own ego to realize the past was gone and not
only were we actually showing growth as adults, but as friends who
respect one another as well professionally. Personally, there might be
some road to hoe. I feel that space is key. My change and growth has
happened at a rate of light yrs that I cannot keep up with it on this
blog forum. I must try, to accomplish horrid over-achiever goal of
finishing book in one year. I miss him, but it is necessary for our
growth as peers and friends to focus on our own way. Perhaps in time we
can break bread and learn to share and appreciate each other. The
growing pains are still apparent. But there is a level of respect and
awareness I feel. That is perhaps enough for now.
Met someone a
few months ago who blew my mind. DR is one of a kind....sort of a
modern day superhero, old school gentleman, and comic book geek wrapped
in a very pleasing aesthetic, albeit DIRECT, exterior. Crashed into him
(literally) at one of the places I work. The very exciting and
fanciful BLUR studios in Venice (by Santa Monica), CA (all of the
wonderful family there including DR, Sze, Jon, Nathan, John C, Todd,
Rocky, Sean, and owners Jen and Tim are gracious and inspiring. Knowing
all of them has been a tremendous experience). I would have to say BLUR
is a veritable geek's Disneyland....all sorts of toys, gadgets, plans,
games, shenanigans, blinking winking computer gadgets to appeal to the
man-children they hire who secretly harbor a childhood lust for Princess
Leah (a very young, hot Carrie Fisher in 77) as the perfect woman. I
can honestly say DR is one of the most beautiful people I have been
fortunate to come into contact with. He truly inspires and delights, as
well as irritates and challenges too. A wonderful friend who will call
you out on things and make you both annoyed and anxious to change the
bad and be a better person. I am learning much about myself from this
friendship. It is a new thing for me. It has been an interesting
journey filled with lots of laughs, deep connections, and reminders of
respecting who people really are and what they need to do....I wonder
where it will go...
Sometimes from one enchanted encounter, you
meet others as well. I found that 6 mos ago I had the sensation I was
"purging" alot of the old ways....I was moving into a realm of higher
being, a place to finally purge some of the old demons of past and move
on. In addition to this friendship, other amazing people have
materialized....some beautiful women have come into play....lovely Del R
who makes me think of old Hollywood beauties with the heart and soul of
Melanie from GWTW and has been a sacrosanct for all things true and
good in my feminine struggles and Sze J who is so talented and lovely
and melts my heart with her offers of friendship and open heartiness
that touch me to the core....My "old guard" is working wonders in the
realms of growing up, going out, and being true in a timeless way
(Thanks Gina, Lana, Chantal, Cat, Kirk, Chris, Heath, Ashton, etc).
Chantal has been an ear and comfort in my insecure moments and takes me
to a higher level in my creative process. She very graciously offered
to "baby-sew" me on a daring new project. I had the nerve to start a
Victorian Ball gown last week and she is bravely being my Tonto tomorrow
to watch costume movies and finish the difficult skirt creation
process. She is a true technician. Her artistry in her corset work is
the best I have ever seen. She is a Master.
I have been
re-visiting a book I shelved 3 yrs ago when I worked with a Shaman on a
series of "higher power" rites and blessings. It is called "The Four
Fold Way - Walking the Paths of the Warrior, Teacher, Healer and
Visionary" by Angeles Arrien, PH. D." and it is about discovering
balance in the roles of the four roles Healer, Visionary, Teacher, and
Warrior The winds of change are about and I felt inspired to delve into
this again. It was the right time cause there is a vibrational sensor
that resonates in my core when I am reading it. I have come to face
with some things this week and it helped me to work through some of my
current difficulties.
I am reminded of the time I was first asked
to model. I remember being lured into the prospect by the fascination
with the sensuality, romance and timelessness with art modeling. I will
write more about that another time. I understood the artist side
already. I was always drawing growing up. I was always told I would go
to art school or be a fashion designer. I was in advanced art in HS
and then remember when I was 16 I had passed through some adolescent
angst or another and then DISTINCTLY walked into the class, picked up
the pen, looked at the paper and COULD NOT CREATE. I could not
draw...that was one of the most haunting moments of my life. I always
remember the choking feeling of not being able to create. I left it for
over 10 yrs. Only in the last 2 yrs have I been able to TRY to draw
again. The skills are rusty, the desire is there. I SEE clearly, but I
wonder if I need more time to deal with the emotional issues that
surround it. I went to a figure drawing session Wed night (with friends
at BLUR who graciously extended an invitation for their monthly drawing
session) and was so nervous, I woke up at 3:30 AM and stressed myself
into a migraine all day, so when I showed up, I was an utter wreck
trying to keep up a good front. I almost cancelled but felt the need to
follow through. I have been trying to mentor a wonderful student I
feel a kinship with from Art Center, JH, who I did not want to let down.
I realized I needed to do alot of work to deal with that
fear...needless to say I did not have a good night as a result...I was
not my best self. I need to take better awareness of when I am fit to
be social or not. It was a challenging night that ended with a frank
talk and a rekindled awareness on my part on patience and clarity being
lessons to work on. In many, many areas.
I took yesterday off
and re-affirmed. Spent the latter part of the evening continuing to
repair the past family issues of dysfunction with my older sister Amy.
She is 2 yrs older then I and brilliant. MENSA brilliant as a matter of
fact. She and I are night and day, but lately have come together as I
am showing her how to train and eat right and de-stress. She is facing
some challenging times and we are starting to bond over hr or hr and a
half long walks or runs in the twilight of the Los Feliz hills. After
that is coming the sisterly advice and knowledge I dismissed due to the
wounds and chips on my shoulder. It is a process, but she helped me put
alot of my immeadiate conflicts of the week in order. I am honored and
grateful. I spoke to friends who are motivating me to look into maybe
exploring acting or theater. And writing is helping. Another friend I
used to sing with asked why I never do any music work anymore....all I
could say is "I do not have a need". I wonder if it is an excuse.
Someone pointed out to me lately that all our talents and abilities are
gifts from the Creator. I pondered that and then he told me it is a sin
as much to let them lie dormant as it is to have an ego about them.
The sewing and creating timeless things is helping as much as my deeper
training at the ballet studio. Those are always great comforts, but
lately, as I am changing, there is a deeper intensity and peace I am
feeling which ironicaly is making me push harder. I am seeing results
so I contacted a ballet teacher about working on a number for our studio
show in April.
I used to think everything I wanted was simple,
orderly, and normal. None of those things seem to be manifesting
lately. All avenues are pointing to paths of art, strength, and risks.
Not the safest route, but I am feeling instinctively to prepare to rise
to the challenge. For I have a feeling it will not be long before I
will be called.
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