Instinct vs Intellect...I do before I think
Writing this newsletter is, for me, a way of working out what I think. What my ideas are. Generally they have not been given words - well not in writing - and putting "pen to paper" (so to speak) makes them somehow more concrete - gives form and shape. Often you have a creative process - its instinctual - you don't have a set of rules for it - just like you have ways of reacting to people and situations that are beyond conscious...ingrained from childhood, some with you from birth.
I’m realizing all sorts of things about how I operate that I’ve never been fully aware of. Like the direct link between my visual and my emotional world. For me, emotional stimuli is a lot more powerful and important than intellectual stimuli - both when it comes to creating work and in the visual world I respond to. Rarely excited by the purely conceptual, it’s probably the reason I love things that are made by hand — they are “emotional” — when I’m sewing the stitches are very different when tense than when I’m relaxed — when sad than when I’m happy…work is a visual expression of my emotional world.
I’m wondering, are the things that I visually respond to reflections of unspoken political and social perspectives? For instance, I love an aged patina - worn, weathered and imperfect and I very rarely care for anything new and shiny — like the house that looks like there’s a full time cleaning staff of ten — not my cuppa tea. Is this related to why I have always liked people who have some underdog quality about them? — not the obvious hero but the outsider. Is this one and the same thing? Is this my social perspective expressed in aesthetic?...
Sometimes on a very challenging job, after many hours work, I reach a point where I feel sort of invincible. Beyond tiredness, I’m almost impervious to what is going on around me outside of the task at hand — it’s a survival mechanism that shuts down certain areas of perception and opens up others — a mental vortex…protective shield type thing — it's intense.
Intensity…I love it….I find Aries folk to be intense. And passionate…and arrogant, impetuous, stubborn, joyous, brave, determined, energetic and entertaining…a clearly intoxicating combination — so many of my closest friends and allies are of this sign. As are many people I admire. What is it in their childlike persistence that I find just so compelling? A certain effervescence…
Vivienne Westwood is an Aries. I've just finished reading her autobiography. The latter part of the book focuses on her work as an activist — particularly her work with "Climate Revolution". She is utterly untiring in her quest to, quite literally, save the world. As we emerge from a seemingly endless winter, longingly into spring, I try to imagine what if there were no spring? What if the tulips and the daffodils didn't flower under the trees in the Washington Square Park?
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