I’m getting back to the mixed media expressive play I’ve practiced for the past 15-16 years, my Muse work. Sometimes if feels a bit like I’m Dumbledore, touching a wand to my head and drawing out images I didn’t know were there, and dropping them into the mist of the paper surface where I can begin to have an inkling of how I feel about “things” in my life.
More often what comes out is not “personal” so much as what I feel going on in the world at the time. Small wonder that cutting and pasting and painting of images accesses some preverbal level, and most recently brought me the war in Ukraine. But the personal image pops in as well. Here it’s the found blueprint of our beloved dining table with the view in Sebastopol! Putting them together as in a dream is an act of conjure.
Looking for a soft landing?
On the way down through danger lands
Flying fragments of previously ordered lives
Better to stay airborne (if possible)
Search for that dining table with the view
Bundle up that and other memories
To share when the storm dies down
If . . .
Spread arms like wings like blankets over the flames
the floods, the wars, the sorrows.
Bring the comfort of memories
Until the pieces knit together again.
Your world is not made to stay intact forever
So fly high, fly free with eyes open inward where
there is always a place of peace
And no binoculars needed.
I love your process so much, and have since I first joined a muse class in 2008! I still use what I learned there, and have three large books of pieces and more to come! I hope you continue to bring your gifts and talents into the world, for this is such healing work and more than ever, we need it!! I took a zoom class yesterday from a woman teaching making a personal tarot deck. Basically exact same as the muse process with adore
Spiritual bent. And 177 students from Al over the globe! So…. Zoom Muse in your future? Love, Shawna