Music is an undisputed influence in my life. Imagery comes a close second. TV and Film get talked about a lot around these parts, and honestly there’s lists for both you can go stare at if all that matters is a rundown. What moves me most, every day, is the beauty of simplicity. Imagery is everywhere: most of us are too busy or have heads in mobile devices to see what exists around us.
Being outside with a camera is often the happiest I will ever be.
I’ve seen patterns in stuff all my life other people seem to miss. Of course, only recently have I discovered this is another benefit of an autistic brain, and has allowed some really interesting paths to be pursued. If you are truly curious in how I see, then a quick look at my Flickr page might be an idea if it is indeed possible to quickly scan just over 2000 photos.
Now comes the opportunity to start doing more with imagery.
The early experiments have been hit and miss, but there’s definite possibility within the framework. It needs thought and planning that’s been absent for the last few months due to work on contest and submission work, but will start again in earnest during 2019. Ideas are at the planning stage, at least one connected with a poetry sequence provisionally titled FIVE / SEVEN / FIVE.
Instagram is undoubtedly a way forward too, but how to best use it remains to be seen. It’s a slow burn to grab interest, and to do that with poetry will require something quite special indeed. It won’t just be images, but the right words and a clever way of delivering them. I’m already thinking about the means and methods though. It’s a great way to unwind on treadmills and during exercise.
There is so much potential for future projects, and with all the pictures self-taken, there no worry about copyright or issues over ownership. In that regard, the possibilities for projects going forward becomes very exciting indeed…
So, I’m behind this week, but there’s a very good reason. The fates appear to have aligned on a great many areas of what could previously be described as problematic content. As a result, I’m two days into editing a NaNo novel from times past, and I have a couple of short stories that were nothing more than fumes a few days ago. Creativity, after a period where nothing existed, has returned with a vengeance. I know why this is, am not going to argue, but am conscious there also needs to be a thought to the future. That’s why we’re already looking forward to next month.
I have decided therefore that March is going to be a month of poetry.
As the weather is getting slightly kinder this will also push me out of comfort zones and the house in order to use the Outside World (TM) for inspiration. There’ll be more details on the nuts and bolts of the content once I’ve finalised everything next week, but I want to use places I find beautiful as inspiration for the majority of my workload. It will also mean quite literally blowing the dust off my camera and not relying on the mobile phone as a means of taking pictures.
I really am rather excited at the possibilities 😀
Beauty for me is quite a complicated equation. It is rarely physical (though there are exceptions) and often found in nature. I love history as an aesthetic concept: ancient Egypt, the Victorian period… which leeches into architecture and construction. There are so many possibilities for the month to look forward to, including my options for the #Narrating2018 and #Soundtracking 2018 strands of content. In fact, just writing this blog post has inspired more possibilities.
My aesthetics are a key part of what I am. I look forward to sharing them with you.
Finally, and with what is going to be a minimum amount of fanfare, here are the last 10 days of visual Haiku for October. I learnt an awful lot about myself and how my mind works best with these last images: however, we did go a fair bit off-piste with the ‘ink’ element. What this teaches me is that if I’m going to use a format going forward, then it needs to be defined a fair way in advance… which is now the plan with December’s Haiku ‘project’ which goes into pre-production this week.
I like writing on things, not just pieces of paper, making items props: whether its the crisp packet whose contents I then ate or the Butternut Squash that became dinner, I’m also keen on recycling whenever possible. I’d also want to find more interesting means by which the Internet can be utilised, especially where video is concerned.
There was a temptation just to use squares or rectangles for text. There’s gotta be more shapes, especially if it is Christmas.
Also, I gotta stop being embarrassed about doing stuff in public places. THIS IS ART AFTER ALL.
Of all the pieces I produced, this is probably my favourite, as it combines music and a real, tangible emotion of utter grief. I still miss David Bowie every day. This album has become my soundtrack for so many things and provided the perfect artistic backdrop for me to make Blackstar part of what I am. I hope he would approve.
By the end of the month, something significant had altered within me. This project was liberating, and enlightening. I truly showed what I was, and what was possible as a means of expression. I’ll absolutely be doing this again, in various forms going forward, quite possibly on a bi-monthly basis.
This is the most fun I’ve had making stuff for myself since my mid-teens.