Sunday, March 27, 2011

Last Entry

Dear Readers and Friends,

This is going to be my last entry for a year.  I am taking a self-imposed leave from Blank Canvas until March 27, 2012, as well as posting any of my art on my website.  I am taking and using the time I need for my own artistic progress and growth.  Thank you so much for reading, and I look forward to next year at this time when I will meet you here again.

Your Thankful Friend,

Krystal Booth

Thursday, March 17, 2011

A Catch Up

SEX.
I did not post this last Sunday about the Artist's Way...not feeling a huge loss about not talking about Chapter 11...as I think I may be the only one who reads these entries. ha!  Besides, rules are made to be broken, right?  I will post about Chapter 12 (the final week) this next Sunday.

I rearranged my schedule last week!  Found my groove!  It includes 6 hours of studio time per day, along with a 2 mile walk/jog and another session of exercise.  What can I say, I want to lose weight.  Here are my week results...
* I finished a big painting measuring about 6'x 18"...it's tall and narrow.  I'll have pictures posted soon when the day is good for photographing it.

* Have gained 3 pounds.  Awesome.  Obviously not the result I was hoping for... :)  Talked to a good friend yesterday and he said that it is probably water retention and not to get all anxious over it...because I have been anxious about it.  But nevermind, it's all good, I'll be just fine, it will all eventually come off, I will feel fabulous even if I end up being able to jog 5 miles straight weighing 500 pounds...if that happened, I could go on the Biggest Loser, meet Jillian and Bob and cry on TV.  It's a win-win!

SEX.

Also, I'd like to note here that I was going to remark on the morning pages I write everyday.  This was prompted by a task of reading back through all of them for the Artist's Way.  Julia Cameron wanted some reflection over the three pages of writing I have produced over the past eleven weeks...

They were so boring to read that I almost feel asleep while reading week one's entries and called it a day...the "day" has now been the duration of over a week.  So yeah, BORING, BORING, BORING!  I'll try to push through today a bit...though I dread it.  I guess this is a good reminder to put interesting things in it as I continue to write my morning pages.  Randomly write the word "sex", draw pictures of the host of "Beast Hunter", and make up really creative lies and stories....like a frog knocked my door down last night, and now the band "Flock of Seagulls" is playing in my bedroom.  You know, that kind of stuff.  I would read that.

Happy St. Patricks Day, Dear Readers!
SEX.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

My Herb Garden Has a Name

Allow me to present to you...

It Takes a Village


Alfred Hitchcock, Oprah Winfrey, The Dalai Lama,
Albert Einstein, & Gilda Radner










Okay, okay, so I don't exactly have an official herb garden yet, as they are not planted, but I'm getting there.  I painted these terra cotta pots over the past two days, and I'm going to be potting the herbs tonight or tomorrow.  Samm said he was suprised that I didn't include Elton John- how could I forget?!  That's a travesty!  So, I'm not done afterall- I may go pick out yet another herb and pot, because I HAVE TO include Elton John!

I chose these five people as my muses for specific reasons:
Alfred Hitchcock:  Incredible Storytelling Skills and Creativity
Oprah Winfrey:  "Live your best life!" and Ambition
The Dalai Lama:  Compassion
Albert Einstein:  Curiosity
Gilda Radner:  Laughter and Energy

  I want my herbs to have positive energy, as I am extremely good at accidentally killing plants I need all the luck I can get! haha!  To tell you the truth, the cilantro is looking a bit limp already...perhaps it needs to be in the Oprah pot. hahahha!  I 'll post pictures of the herbs potted soon! 

The Village Population upon arrival...
here's hoping this is not the last time we see them alive

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Keep Portland Weird, 2011 - FINISHED

Keep Portland Weird, 2011
Oil over collaged panel.  11x14"

Sunday, March 6, 2011

The Artist's Way: Chapter Ten and Self-Protection

Self- protection was the topic of this week in more than just the chapter.  Synchronicity, ain't it a bitch?  The chapter told and warned of pitfalls that are a detriment to the creative spirit- typical blocks, workaholism, creative droughts, fame and competition.  It guided through how to recognize them and work through them so that we may protect our creative flow.  I learned a lesson in self-protection this week that came externally involving being let go, fired, removed, rejected, relieved of my first book illustration gig that I have been working on and extremely excited about.

I could go into details.  I could use profanity to describe my shock and frustrations.  I could go into the psychology behind his actions of dropping this bomb on me, but I am not going to do that.  That would be an unprofessional foolish mistake and a waste of time and energy.  However, I will tell you about what I have learned as a result of distancing myself from it for a few days, and it definitely has to do with self-protection.

I failed to protect my time for my own fine art. I am referring to the two series I had started of drawings based on psychology tests and paintings dealing with miracles.  They sat there shoved off into the corners of my work area for one and a half months.  I had this guilt that if I worked on them that I would be wasting time that could be spent working on illustrations.  On the other hand, I felt guilty that I had not worked on them at all.  Damned if you do, damned if you don't.  I did manage to finish a ceramic disected frog that I had for a collaborative project with Amanda Knauer, and believe me- I did feel some guilt for that as I was not working on the illustrations for the duration of what added up to be about a week when put together.  I would argue with myself that I should not feel guilty, but despite that, the guilt remained until I could go back to experimenting and layering the washes for the illustrations.

As I look back, all I can say is "What the F was I thinking?"  How could I let my time be manipulated like that with all of those guilty feelings?  It was adding up to be some heavy baggage in some ways.  Ultimately, I do not mourn the loss of the opportunity, but instead the loss of time for my own stories of paint.  Next time I will keep this in mind if there is a next time.  I'm not sure that I'm that interested in going through that again.  The continual feeling of having to prove your own abilities to someone who doesn't seem to trust you anyway (there were subtle signs though I tried to ignore them in order to stay postive for the project's protection), paired up with the guilty feeling of ignoring your own creative needs is not exactly the optimal life choice for anyone. 

So now I have moved back to my own work and I am feeling great in the freedom I feel once again.  I learned a lot about my own weaknesses of self-protection throughout this experience, and I am hoping that I will not have to relearn that lesson again.  So, look for new works to be posted soon on this blog and on my website at http://www.krystalbooth.com/

As far as the chapter went, I believe that I will be revisiting this one often.  I especially loved the sections about fame and competition as I felt as if I needed a bit of talking to about these topics.  I also feel that if you only read one chapter out of the entire book that I have read so far, it is Chapter Ten.  It really touched upon a lot of valuable things for any creative soul to think about. 

Onward to Chapter Eleven!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Beardsley and Costanza Leave on a High Note

Aubrey Beardsley 1872 - 1898


I first found a work by Beardsley in an Art History book while studying Art Education.  That little black and white ink work measuring no more than 2 x 1" fascinated me.  The designs were so intricate, and yet some areas were boldly left bare.  The sensuous curved lines made me instantly fall in love with his work.  I cannot claim to know much about his life yet, though as I read part of his biography it seems as though it would make a better movie than some that are being produced.  His health seemed to always be an issue and at no surprise to him, he died at age 25.  Looking at his work, I would have never guessed that he passed away so young, and it only makes me wonder what his work would have been like later in life.  I'm left craving more, and I guess that's a good way to make an exit...and now I'm thinking of George Costanza (leaving on a high note)- oh pop culture, you've made my brain like those stupid Bing search engine commercials...








And here's some George Costanza to brighten your day as well...

and leaving on a high note...
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