Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Touched with Fire

Manic-Depressive Illness and the Artistic Temperament

An amazing book by Kay Redfield Jamison studies the relationship of artists, writers, and poets, their mental state, and the effects of mood on productivity.

A fascinating text that reveals the mysterious statistics of famous artists who were known to have some type of mental disorder. Some of who are considered to have obtained success in creativity because of said mental disorder.

I find it true to some degree; one tends to write better words or draw better images when under intense circumstances. The heightened emotional state feeds on the individuals need to create, that is the need to release what burdens them.

This does not suggest that every artist has a disorder, or needs to have extreme mental issues in order to create... it's just a very interesting connection, one that is deemed true among many cases.

Ever hear of art therapy?
Art therapy is a mental health profession that uses the creative process of art making to improve and enhance the physical, mental and emotional well-being of individuals of all ages. It is based on the belief that the creative process involved in artistic self-expression helps people to resolve conflicts and problems, develop interpersonal skills, manage behavior, reduce stress, increase self-esteem and self-awareness, and achieve insight.
A "profession"... when art is more than a career, but a therapeutic means to help people, help those to develop their personal mentality. It's a very curious subject when following the effects of an unknown mind.

Sunday, October 17, 2010

They gathered on the mountain.

Mid-October is the best time of year to hike.


Yellows,


Reds,


and ever Greens


create vibrant views.






They gathered on the mountain


and witnessed something beautiful.


Nothing but the sounds of leaves falling from the sky and crunching beneathe your feet.


Did I mention I absolutely love fall?


And, yes, there was home-made trail mix to be had.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Arts Fest Weekend

Unrelated shot from inside Dunkin Donuts.

The annual Festival of the Arts has come and gone and it was more impressive than I anticipated. It was more than the booth-lined streets of artwork and food stands; films in campus buildings, interactive activities for kids, several stages for bands of all genres to play... it was big.

And now I can proudly type into my resume that I volunteered. Upon receiving my name badge, bright yellow "volunteer at work" button, and a stupid t-shirt, I was officially dubbed "Artist Ambassador" and sent to roam the streets.
Feels good to work hard and not get pai- i mean to serve your community... :)

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Rothrock State Forest

Hiking photo adventure 2


I like to hike up steep, rocky mountains.













At the top.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Suture Me

Self-Improvement Photo Project





Thursday, June 10, 2010


Fascinating how an emergency situation not only weeds out the honest people in your life, but completely changes your way of thinking. While taking pictures of my sutured appendage it enlivened new, beautiful, metaphorical themes and projects.


I started small to get my creative juices flowing, adding to my book of collages. A bottle of pills spilling over a background of colorful painted spots [an image inspired from a line in the movie about Jean-Michel Basquiat]. The other is an act of release; freeing oneself, to escape from whatever may be holding you back - society, conformity, addiction... as indicated by the picture of a half-smoked cigarette in a pile of makeup powder.

Mediocre? Even Cheesy? Perhaps, but my big ingenious idea is yet to come. Still working out details, I only have a short time frame to do it, so it will come real soon.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Suture Me

The day started out great!
Did a photo shoot in the park on the lower end of Bellefonte...

...and my new favorite place.

Walkways, bridges,

tables, benches,

fountains, a gazebo,

and...

this.

Rushing water muffles the traffic on the neighboring streets,

so have a seat and clear your mind.

And feed the ducks while you're at it -

A place of solace, to unwind, to suture your torn thoughts back together...

...or yourself.