Friday, April 18, 2008
Free wRiting, What happens as I am witnessed, have and affirm my truth in InterPlay? How is it affecting how I live my life?
Internally , When presenting my truth in focus sessions I found my self ossilating between experimentation with new ideas, to wondering if I had exposed to much of myself and perhaps should have maintained better boundaries in regards to my subject material, to feeling
frightened by the Open beauty of the eyes and ears that have said to me non-verbally, " I see you, I hear you, You are Here and I am here."
I have completed reading 2 great books
One of which was Spirit Taking Form: Making A Spiritual Practice of Making Art by Nancy Azara. I felt that I was on a journey and decided to go quite literally where my psyche was pulling me. I was just thinking of one of Dr. Seuss's Characters... saying... " Oh... Oh.. the Places I Go!".. well thats like what its like.
This the Website for Nancy Azara: http://www.nancyazara.com/home.html
and a link to a blog from the Brooklyn Museum http://www.brooklynmuseum.org/community/blogosphere/feministbloggers/
I had not realized it but as a woman and as an Artist how important the fuel of affirmation truly is: not only to recieve it but also to give it. Thru out history Women Artists have always been there but only existing in the the anonymous shadows of time. I am constantly on the lookout for historical Women Artists.
The Other Books that I had finished was Choreographer Twla Tharp: The Creative Habit. This was truly useful to me and sits as a resource on my book shelf & This is a great fun link to Dancy/Dancy a U-Tube piece of Twyla Tharp choreographing a new piece.. Ahhhh..
all the arts are an inspiration to themselves... : )
See everyone tomorrow.
debbie.
I have watched the Documentary Arna's Children which was about a woman who created a Theatre program for Palestinian Children under Occupation in Jenin Camp . the following link to her website has all kinds of information : http://www.arna.info/Arna/articles.php
Friday, March 14, 2008
Prison Pilgrimages.
Every time I walked thru the security check and crossed the Wire Fence I entered into an inbetween world : between dark and light. A place where shadows and men lived. Where Hope , despair and yet - a non-judging God lit candles in it's dimness.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
What does Affirming and being affirmed create?
Interesting how one was a sort of stepping stone for the next affirmation. The restorative yoga
class creating the affirmation of the Holy. Around me, and I could feel the inner light in side of me, that presence of the divine and the inner voice resonating. The shower was also Holy. For the first time I felt like a silly wild child letting go of her inhibitions and just loving the warm water, soap and the other silly wild child playing with me. Everyone has the opportunity to heal. We get to play and affirm our right to learning to love ourselves, each other and the world again and that evening We were peace makers in the shower. A. is an ex-gang member from east l.a and sexual abuse survivor and I with my history. I am always learning that my past and his is a part of us but does not define us individually .
Native American Prayer
" Sundancer, dance into the light , We give our whole being to open up our sight
That we may see the vision, every landscape unfold
that we might dance through the crack between worlds . "
The Book actually has been very helpful to me in confirming and affirming my inner world and addition to allowing me to create a vision beyond the times when I feel stuck artistically.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Pilgrimage To the Sacred.
The Hermitage Exhibit. Inside was the Exhibit on the Hermitage Slaves . As I walked past them I had encountered 3 Large almost Life Sized Re-prints Slave Portraits and felt an energy. Is is possible that photos had captured something of a life force, whirling particles unseen- reaching out to its viewer or maybe a shadow of a time and otherly place memories . A Pocket, a spiraling Vortex, Was it Possible to be caught up inside it? I went up to one and touched her foreheadand then moved it across her brow. It had lines , firmly planted knarled dark roots on a sweaty moist earthen face & I touched this face - I wiped sweat off her brow. The other woman , Betsy was holding the hand of a small child. My eyes rested on her old face, a caress to her spirit and then moved to the two hands , joined mine in a a firm grip. I touched those hands, I join their link. I feel her warm breath as she whispers into my h. ear. t
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Writing Assignment: Experiments with Affirmation
How can I incrementalize it and enjoy the speed of my body?
Well I have had some learning moments with Art making. I was doing another small piece and becoming more unhappier and dissatisfied by the moment and yet decided to make it into a
self teaching opportunity not nessesarily about technique but about being comfortable within myself when work doesn't come out the way i wanted it to.
Last night i cut it up into to smaller parts, perhaps to be used for smaller fun prodjects later on.
and you know what..
I felt free !!!
I had taken myself out of my own self imposed box.
i have taken a botanical Print book out from the library and my next step is to study it.
My energy seems to be coming back.
as i have been operating low low energy for quite a while now.
In terms of Affirmations.
Ah.. I remember when I was in treatment for Sexual/Ritual Trauma . There were no such
Programs in the State of Tennessee and consequently Traveled out to the South West,
New Mexico for a specialized Program.
It was an incredible Holistic Program. But i remember one activity was the Affirmation Cards that we made. They were simple ones. It was an incredible program and i was so lucky to get out there.
Because the first most cleansing affirmation that i had ever recieved were the simple words :
Saturday, February 9, 2008



Wednesday, February 6, 2008
The Painting box.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
the Next Phase.. of the Painting.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Incremental.. bit by bit


Wednesday, January 23, 2008
What could I practice if i wanted more of something?
that would be my intention to continue thru this unforseen appearance of a new cycle in my healing journey thru to the gifts at its center.
To continue to solve what I want in my next job.
To put more fire into my dreams.
To lose more weight.
To create more personal community
To continue to paint
To work thru my experiences of " Meniere's Disease" and consequent hearing loss.
Are intentions ... affirmations...?
over and out
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What needs Exformation? What Could I practice if I wanted more of something?
I have completed the reading.
In spite of a lapse of writing the topic of : Exformation, has been on my mind since the beginning the new year. It has been at best challenging and difficult in a way that no other assignment as been so far.
I journeyed to the space that ; I was scared to go.
I began returning to my studio upstairs on a regular basis shortly after the NewYear. Primarily because a Chattanooga Dealer liked some of my older pieces and wanted to know if I could paint more simular pieces and secondly because I view Painting as a form of : Exformation.
Exformation- To let energyin all its forms including the toxic form to move thru me and outwards
I wasn't expecting the process of painting to trigger memories and flashbacks but it has. It makes sense now that i look back . I am still painting as a form of exformation although I have begun to complete it with recovery self care tools....
The things that need to be exformed at this moment in time are my Flash-back/Memories while I integrate stuff in guided process work ( Therapy) and at the same time work the usua Self care stuff.
I would say that shear physical energy needs exformation as it puts me back into my body agin. so That would be exerciseing more.
Allowing myself to cry and more.
Watching my cats groom each other and having connection to my next door neighbors German Shepherd: Max . Contact with Animals has a Healing Quality to it. It is more than just Spiritual it has a Healing/Safeness that brings me back to feeling "Home and Grounded".
Feelings of Loneliness in spite of good friends and a casual boyfriend... its the lack of connection.
I have had more flucuations in hearing loss. So next week I have a hearing evaluation at Vanderbilt Bill Wilkerson. I need to work more on "Aroma-therapy" so I have bought some home made soap. Both that sit in my kitchen. One that smells like fresh milled whipping cream and the other like liquorish.
Using my other senses helps me to Exformate.
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Wednesday, January 2, 2008
Having Grace & Spirit: What and who makes grace for me? (pp 61-81)

"Here, . . . in this place, we flesh; Flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare feet in grass. Love it, love it hard. Yonder they do not love your flesh. They despise it. . . . Love your hands! Love them. Raise them up and kiss them, touch others with them, pat them together, stroke them on your face, ‘cause they don’t love that either. You got to love it, You! And no, they ain’t in love with your mouth. . . . You got to love it. This is flesh that I’m talking about here. Flesh that needs to be loved. Feet that need to rest and to dance, backs that need support; shoulders that need strong arms. . . . More than eyes and feet. More than your life-holding womb and your life-giving private parts, hear em now, love your heart. For this is the prize" [pp. 88-89].
This is a physical resurrection brought on by speech, for with Morrison -- as with Walker and Hurston -- word and flesh, body and soul, belong together.
Activity #3
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Witnessesing others initially was a difficult thing as I felt that everyone's piece was so good, raw, genuine, honest and aesthetically very interesting. I had absolutely no idea what would come out of me, but surely it would not come out as good as thiers. So actually when my turn came the level of support came as a surprise. I felt gently suported and and greatly appreciated the attention to assistance when needed.
I believe that I value the moments of giving in my life more deeply than I did before Interplay.
actually before Christmas i was searching for an ecletic Art store that had moved to the Bellvue Mall.
I drove out there from Hermitage and could not find it. But I did stop in an International type of store. I had asked about Persian/Arabic Calligraphy... and ended up having a very nice conversation with the store Manager on a phrase in the Koran.. he ended up giving me his copy of the Koran. I was in the moment and more, in real time- recieving a real Christmas Present.
I think that that is about being able to be in the present moment and be able to be open to recieve the open spaciousness from other's hearts.
i believe that thru the excercises including the written excercises and readings I have truly seen the door to my fears. The Fear is my fear of failure as an artist. I can be honest about that more recently. In being able to name my fear I feel a strong source of empowerment . I shall name my fear: Rumplestiltskin and perhaps we can talk: My fear and I.
I have also had glimpses into the fact that a great artistic wealth comes from the deep places that carry the most pain and that aesthetic/Artistic abilities are not a curse to deny but a gift
to bring to the forefront of my daily living.
I have immersed myself in many different things. Reading, Writing, reading arts blogs , dance
etc and have been happy in this imersion.
I have already used some interplay/Performance Poetry in an impromptu teaching moment with one of the teens on the street that I live on. Some weeks ago there was a drive by shooting at the two townhouses at the bottom of the circle. These days one of the boys that lives there
comes out a nights to practice his Rap Music. Well I've since been over and talked to him about
Performanc Art. An intro to Jack Keroac, Miguel Pinero , Gil Scott-Heron and the Nuyorican Poets. With some U-tube sites to listen to their performances and 2 of my books to read out loud. Molotov Mouths and a book of Poems by Gil Scott-Heron. Young Teens are hungry for someone to say, " I care."
I can also write that in my part-time work in an aftercare setting. I have used improv as
a Catalyst. This may have partly do with an online Teaching Improv Class and also Interplay.
In addition, I have recieved news from my mother,
that a Chattanooga Art dealer had seen my art work in her room and wanted to know if I would be willing to create more on the same theme for her to sell.
and so now is the time for my conversation with Rumplestiltskin.
d.