What’s this all about anyway?

A month into this blogging and I guess I’m trying to refine my thoughts and direction. I sometimes feel pulled in all sorts of ways – should do this, should do that – and then end up in a heap of doubt and inactivity. Those other things are currently taking priority at the moment (like being the organiser of an international competition). This is why the posts are short. But I figure it’s better to be short than non-existent.

This morning I woke up knowing what I was looking for – Simplicity. It’s what I’ve been striving for most of my life but often forgotten.

So – here’s an image that reminds me I can get rid of the things I don’t need.

although I did keep the kitchen sink!

 

PS. It’s also a great opportunity to try the “aside” post format for this theme.

Blog Rolling

Blogrolls – not sure about these. I guess I suffer from the disappointments from the early days when site owners didn’t keep them up to date and so frequently the links led to dead ends. So much so that there was a joke going around about The End of the Internet. I was delighted to see that the site still existed even though it’s changed significantly – no Facebook that long ago.

Anyway. Blogrolls – I’ve decided to handle this a bit differently. Rather than dedicate space to a list of names on the side I am going to occasionally post links to some of the sites I’ve been visiting. It will certainly make me think through the time I spend here and hopefully introduce you to someone new.

Judith posted a prompt inspired short piece of fiction called The Wherry which I “liked”. This post lead directly to the Friday Fictioneers which sounds like a lot of fun to be part of. Judith’s also a very experienced weaver – you can get to her weaving site from the writing site.

Can you smell the apple crisp? A delightful post from the blogger whose self description goes – I am an Artist, Philosopher and Photographer.  Just one cool cat.

An Open Letter to Peter Jackson Susan Roberts reflects on her journey to fiction writing and, of course, Peter Jackson and his ability to bring Tolkein’s story alive. It includes a youtube video of those wonderful lines given to Sam: “There’s some good in this world, Mr Frodo”.

Lastly if you’re into various weekly challenge groups Sunday Photo Fiction provides photo prompts and is a great place to start, there are links to other sites as well.

That’s it for this post, it took me way longer than I anticipated so let me know in the comments if you would prefer a real blogroll.

Art Yarn Haiku

Corespun Yarn with Cocoons

 

The old swimming hole

Where we squandered hours as kids

Is rank with putrid scum

This is not your everyday knit-a-hat sort of yarn, at least not in my eyes. It’s a style of hand spinning usually called “artyarn” and the techniques I used were corespinning with cocoons. The fibres in their unspun state reminded me of rank and ruined creeks near industrial estates so the haiku was written to reflect the image I saw in the fibres. I was playing with the notion of “art” and wondered if it was possible to combine poetry with colour and texture. It’s only a beginning – an experiment.

I don’t know – do you think something as taken-for-granted as wool can be something more than just a scarf or a beanie?

It was a morning well spent

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Moment in Time.”

This “story” is a reflection on the experience itself.

Scale Calibration

Here we are then testing the scale to be used to weigh the threads entered in the International Longest (hand spun) Thread Competition (I’m the current coordinator).

As I stood there watching Ron do the testing of the scale – calibrating it is just the beginning apparently – I learned so much. The process took around two hours (but that includes me asking questions). It could have been boring, but I was delighted he was prepared to explain to me what was going on. Janie from No Plain Janie alludes to this in her post about time and making the most of it, and I guess her post influenced my interpretation of the prompt.

It really was a morning well spent.

A Moment in Time

Phoneography – Macro

JournalCover

Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge: Macro

I wasn’t quite sure what I wanted to post this week – I’m not happy with my phone camera – it has been taken ill with the dreaded “HTC One Purple Tint” lurgy. So I’m now limited to broad daylight shots. Or, what I’m inclined to do, adjust the settings so that everything is in B&W and call it “creative”.

I am full of admiration for the contributions of the other participants in this week’s challenge organised by Sally of Lens and Pens by Sally. There has been some very thoughtful discussions in the posts and in the comments. One of the threads on Sally’s own post was on the nature of creativity. It has prompted me to think through my own ideas. I have not studied creativity, so my thoughts about the topic are instinctive and as you will see I still have a bit of a dilemma.

The stitching in my photo is part of the cover on my writing journal – I’ve had it for nearly four years and use it daily and yes the grime is starting to show. The photo itself is just a snap shot – nothing really special except as a memory for me when the cover gets worn too much to use. But, the moment I decided to take the picture – just very briefly – there was a moment of joy. A sensation of rightness. Is creativity the product? Or is it the inspiration or even the process of doing?

It’s something I’ve pondered quite a lot over the last few years in relation to my handspinning. For me the moment when bits of fibre get twisted into a single, not yet even a fully formed yarn, is the moment of creation. I no longer care what happens to the yarns I make as long as I can go on experiencing the formation of yarns – their creation. So I guess I’m feeling that creativity is an act, an experience, a moment; the finished thing that other people get to see is, dare I say, the byproduct?

However,

When I admire my journal cover I am admiring the byproduct of someone else’s creativity. When I handle it, run my fingers along the ridges, play with the beads, delight in the colours, I do get a sense of wonder and delight – I am experiencing something. Creativity? Mine? Or that of the woman who so very carefully crafted it? So I’m now wondering if creativity is the ability to make something that of itself can go on giving others the opportunity to create their own experience of the item?

Later.

I left this post sitting overnight and I’m so glad I did. Before I went to bed I was browsing a new book on Haiku poetry. What I’ve read so far is about Basho, the Japanese poet, whose work has inspired and encouraged many modern people to read and write Haiku.

The author says of him:

A wanderer all his life both in body and spirit, Basho concerned himself less with destination than with the quality of the traveller’s attention. A poem, he said, only exists while it’s on the writing desk; by the time its ink has dried, it should be recognised as just a scrap of paper.

From Jane Hirshfield The Heart of Haiku

Closer to home – a blog post inspires a thoughtful comment – a shared act of creation?

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