I came across a poem, Black Bowl Dreaming, by Leila Philip and found particular resonance in the verse towards the end: ” a life spent knowing, through the hands.” That is one of the most important experience I had early on in my creative explorations and it’s a teaching that stays with me. It’s starts with being present with what is, showing up with that and letting the hands get to work. That’s when I encounter the “knowing.” I don’t look for it, rather it finds me.
This week, I noticed that when I work with clay that I am more willing to be patient, unhurried, enjoying a leisurely pace! It’s rather different for me for I usually like to work quickly. A slower pace is also reflected in my latest creations on paper.
Taking the time to stop and reflect.
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detail
Being with what is
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Like fall outside, slowing down, taking stock of what has been harvested
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untitled - watercolor & pastel
Knowing it is fall, outside and inside.
Karen Chaussabel 