This poem is currently untitled, since I just wrote it up today.It feels SO good to have written something again, since it's been quite a number of months (not quite a year) since I wrote anything. It's a nice release... hopefully, I will be motivated enough to write more over this summer!
Undergrowth slipping through pipes
and barbed wire fences
curling about walls of brick and stone
Vines attatch and hug along the cracks
eclipsing what was inorganic
The shelter is old and fading
but roots embrace the shakey foundation
A fortress guards the inner parts
yet made by human hands, it will not last
The holy hands of branches
with fingertips of green
will grow, pushing decrepit ceilings
reaching for the face of God
He will make this tomb alive
The voice of the temple cries out
and is heard by Him
Tend to its vineyard, tend to its inner parts
pull the weeds that do not belong
Cast out old broken shingles
create a canopy of glory
Trunks of cedars act as pillars
ascribe there the word of the Lord
Listen-
from the depths of the chambers
air gives way to melody
The dove has found his nest
YB 2006 May
Saturday, June 24, 2006
Saturday, June 17, 2006
I don't think I've squealed quite so loudly before.
So, the most amazing thing happened just ... well, not moments ago, but today not that long ago. Okay, and it probably wasn't THE most amazing thing, but it's up there.
During the last days of my Business of Art class, I had to prove that I submitted applications to two juried exhibitions. And, being the compliant little person that I am, I did. I applied for some gallery called DangenArt that was an online gallery (go figure that one out), and another gallery that's down in D.C. called the Dadian Gallery. The DangenArt one was just a generic sort of juried show, I guess, but I was REALLY excited for the Dadian Gallery one because it was a printmakers show co-hosted by the Washington Printmakers and Wesley Theological Seminary. So not only was it printmaking, it pretty much had all to do with the kind of art that I make. Mmmmmmmm.
And, so I got my image CD back today and guess what?!
THEY WANT TO SHOW ONE OF MY PIECES!!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!! (see right)
Did I squeal? You betchya I did!! I can barely believe that they want to show Heavy. It's so awesome what God does in the midst of all the other excitement that I have going on with leaving for my CCO training tomorrow morning. It's all KINDS of craziness! I submitted three images, but you know what, I think I'm content with praising the Lord that just one got in. I didn't think any really would!
So here's the specs on the show, yaaaaaalllll:
Dadian Gallery
4500 Massachusetts Ave
Washington DC 20016 (I practically have that memorized by now)
The reception is going to be on October 23rd, 6PM to 8PM, and the show will last until December 15th. WOO! As my first show as a college graduate, I can barely contain myself. I'm going to explode out of my skin or something here! Eeeeeeeeeee!
You know, I'm really happy that they chose Heavy, because that's the one print that I've done that took the most effort, and it's probably my favorite, too. It also appears to be the most popular of the ones I've shown to anyone, and for a while I couldn't understand why... Heck, I still don't entirely understand why, I just want to know how I can produce the same kind of affect without copying myself and becoming cliche. But, I won't be able to do this with printmaking for a while. I've got no access to a printing studio, currently. It makes me sad. But, perhaps when I move to Philly....?? Even that seems so far off, this show seems even further!
I'm going to go back to breathing and concentrating on helping Cheryl cook dinner and stuff. Mhmn.
Sunday, June 11, 2006
I've got a leech on my head
So, I found out about two weeks ago that I will be, at some point in the reasonably near future be heading down to Philadelphia to live somewhere near the vicinity of center city.
Note the words 'some point' and 'somewhere.' There's a whole mess of undetermined variables in this equation, and you know I'm not that good at math to begin with. But I suppose you could say it's a bit more comforting knowing at least I know the name of the city I'm eventually going to live in and what I'll be doing there... that being ministry. And making art... hopefully. Abraham didn't even know that much when God told him to hike out. So I've got something going for me, right?
Yet, there are so many leeches that have decided to try to attatch themselves to me... by leeches, I mean worries or fears. Those nasty little things that creep in out of nowhere and then they just don't go away as quickly as you'd like. Let me name a few of these leeches.
- I've never lived in a city before.
- I don't really know anyone in Philadelphia. And yet, that's not entirely true. Tony will be there, Rubens (whom I don't know well at all, but feel like I do), and Barbara will likely be living with me.
- I have to find a new church - scary, because I'm sad to leave my family church here. And, I have a feeling it will be a BIG church. Mine's tiny!
- Am I really supposed to be in Philly?
- Am I going to survive?
- Being in a community of real artists is going to be intimidating like crazy.
Now I know that despite these kinds of concerns, they're really nothing to worry about. I mean, really. When I sit back to consider it, these kinds of things are just because I've never done anything like this before, it's all going to be one huge new experience, and yeah that's going to be intimidating. All new things are intimidating, right? But while these leeches are kind of attatched, the good news is that they're not sucking the life out of me. I'm still very excited about moving to Philadelphia to work with students and all that jazz. I'm excited to be able to just go to the art museum if I want and not make a huge trip out of it. I'm excited to be able to go to the Reading Terminal Market now and then instead of once or twice a year. I'm excited to be exposed to the art community of Philly. Well, the museum and the Terminal Market are just nice bonuses... the students and the art community thing are really what excites me the most.
So, there really are some AWESOME things that are going to be happening and God's going to do some pretty sweet things. I expect it. I expect to be challenged and stretched, and hey- that's a GOOD thing!
Other than my mixed-bag-reaction to Philadelphia, I've also been finding it a little difficult to be motivated to do things. I need to be working on writing letters and phone calls and stuff, and this whole CCO stuff seems eons away still. I think once it hits me, I'll get my act together.
Also, I've been frustrated in not making art.. I really think that the environment of my house is just flat out not conducive to making art sometimes. I get distracted by everything. Nevermind the fact that I think working at Panera during the day just makes me want to veg-out when I get home and wasting time on the computer. I need to stop that.
So... that's what's going on in my crazy little world right now. I desperately want to make some art... maybe I'll sketch something out... or stretch a canvas over the stretchers I got... finally... or maybe do something with that blasted self-portrait I hate so much. And maybe I'll continue listening to Christmas music, because it's pretty chipper and I'm digging it right now.
Note the words 'some point' and 'somewhere.' There's a whole mess of undetermined variables in this equation, and you know I'm not that good at math to begin with. But I suppose you could say it's a bit more comforting knowing at least I know the name of the city I'm eventually going to live in and what I'll be doing there... that being ministry. And making art... hopefully. Abraham didn't even know that much when God told him to hike out. So I've got something going for me, right?
Yet, there are so many leeches that have decided to try to attatch themselves to me... by leeches, I mean worries or fears. Those nasty little things that creep in out of nowhere and then they just don't go away as quickly as you'd like. Let me name a few of these leeches.
- I've never lived in a city before.
- I don't really know anyone in Philadelphia. And yet, that's not entirely true. Tony will be there, Rubens (whom I don't know well at all, but feel like I do), and Barbara will likely be living with me.
- I have to find a new church - scary, because I'm sad to leave my family church here. And, I have a feeling it will be a BIG church. Mine's tiny!
- Am I really supposed to be in Philly?
- Am I going to survive?
- Being in a community of real artists is going to be intimidating like crazy.
Now I know that despite these kinds of concerns, they're really nothing to worry about. I mean, really. When I sit back to consider it, these kinds of things are just because I've never done anything like this before, it's all going to be one huge new experience, and yeah that's going to be intimidating. All new things are intimidating, right? But while these leeches are kind of attatched, the good news is that they're not sucking the life out of me. I'm still very excited about moving to Philadelphia to work with students and all that jazz. I'm excited to be able to just go to the art museum if I want and not make a huge trip out of it. I'm excited to be able to go to the Reading Terminal Market now and then instead of once or twice a year. I'm excited to be exposed to the art community of Philly. Well, the museum and the Terminal Market are just nice bonuses... the students and the art community thing are really what excites me the most.
So, there really are some AWESOME things that are going to be happening and God's going to do some pretty sweet things. I expect it. I expect to be challenged and stretched, and hey- that's a GOOD thing!
Other than my mixed-bag-reaction to Philadelphia, I've also been finding it a little difficult to be motivated to do things. I need to be working on writing letters and phone calls and stuff, and this whole CCO stuff seems eons away still. I think once it hits me, I'll get my act together.
Also, I've been frustrated in not making art.. I really think that the environment of my house is just flat out not conducive to making art sometimes. I get distracted by everything. Nevermind the fact that I think working at Panera during the day just makes me want to veg-out when I get home and wasting time on the computer. I need to stop that.
So... that's what's going on in my crazy little world right now. I desperately want to make some art... maybe I'll sketch something out... or stretch a canvas over the stretchers I got... finally... or maybe do something with that blasted self-portrait I hate so much. And maybe I'll continue listening to Christmas music, because it's pretty chipper and I'm digging it right now.
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