Back in March I started this blog after winning an award at
Warranwood Art Show from one of the sponsors, Gozer. Thanks Gozer! It was
encouraging and inspirational in my little world to receive some tiny
recognition.
In my upbringing, windfalls were few and far between, so I
always wanted to convert them into something memorable or significant. There
was one occasion, where I remember this thinking first began. My brother had a
winning ticket in the Grey Sisters charity raffle and won a 2 metre Christmas
stocking which was delivered to our house on a trailer. It was wrapped in
orange mesh and bulging with gaudy gifts and a toxic assortment of sugary
treats. We had collectively never even conceived of something so magical in our
fantasy filled lives.
Technically it was Tom’s ticket that won but since none of
us actually had any money to buy tickets and were unaware that any were bought
on our behalf it was an uncomfortable boast for him. It seemed the monstrosity
of greedy indulgence sat in our back room (leaned at an awkward angle to fit
under the low ceiling) for only a couple of days, and was the subject of much
late night parental discourse and during the daylight hours kept us children
occupied with much selfish squabbling and “baggsing “of items under the mesh.
Eventually superstition won over, and our mother convinced
us that it was unhealthy for us to have such an object in our midst and to
create envy amongst all the neighbours so we were to choose one object each and
the rest would be shared with the children at...wherever! The frenzied panic of
making a single choice began and somehow nothing looked quite as beautiful or
substantial on closer scrutiny. Our choices were final and I cannot for the
life of me remember what I chose because I was still full of envy about
everybody else’s choices and their wonderful sense of discernment. I remember being enchanted by the plastic holly so maybe that was what I chose!
A few days later our annual Christmas card from Grandma came
and we all got the same thing-$1.00.
It was a much anticipated dollar and in my
little head it had been spent a million times and grown to epic proportions. I
had saved all the children in Africa, I had bought a tin of 72 Derwents and I
had still had enough to buy the most economical selection of lollies at the
milk bar with a few coins over to tide me through to next Christmas and
Grandma’s next dollar. The dollar was so
much more valued than the gaudy stocking because it was in a dimension
equivalent with my imagination and allowed my imagination to grow with it. I
did manage to eke it out for the summer and spare a coin for the collection
plate at church and then reverted back to world of fantasy and empty pockets in
a world of wild fruit trees.
The Gozer prize was just the right size to say “Someone
believes in you this time so make that grow.”
I have taken the responsibility
of a prize and converted it into a year of growing. This blog has now reached
nearly 60 postings. Some people read it and I send a special thank you to all the Latvian robots that register on my stats!
I have had to learn to manipulate images and connect links.
I have developed a facebook page for my ceramics, designed and developed a
business card, connected with other bloggers and artists around the world.
My
image manipulation skills have developed slowly but consistently, and are
helping me breathe new life into a passion I have held since childhood -that of creating images.
I put a
wish out there earlier to collaborate with someone, and 2weeks ago I
collaborated in a small way to help the children of Africa to get some
education, by holding a sale of ceramics with my friend Rosy who is going to climb Mt Kilimanjaro to raise funds for UNICEF.
Another little collaboration is coming to fruition this week in the release of merchandise for Opera Australia’s Ring Cycle produced by Ingrid Tufts and carrying some of my little images.
There have been ups and down and flat, flat feelings but there has been forward movement that is shaping itself slowly out of the great big cloud of imagination out there.
Another little collaboration is coming to fruition this week in the release of merchandise for Opera Australia’s Ring Cycle produced by Ingrid Tufts and carrying some of my little images.
There have been ups and down and flat, flat feelings but there has been forward movement that is shaping itself slowly out of the great big cloud of imagination out there.
Maybe tomorrow the next tiny step in my plan will bear fruit.
