Letting Go, a piece of me moves on

[avad]

Well, that's it. My artwork 'Prayers' was taken in packing cardboards from my house today by the shippers. It will be crated and sent to NYC for installation Monday. I touched up the edges yesterday, looking at it horizontally...the light catching the nails in a different way. *sigh* Well, that's that. It goes onward to its new life, new home. Others will see it and touch it. Which is good. But I will miss it.*sigh*. a lot. It is time.
We put up 'The Writing Ritual' in its place in the living room. The room changes a bit...it is interesting...fitting,too, with my thoughts of the war, confusion, humanity and prayer.
It is raining so steadily today. Grey light.Quiet. I feel slowed, and pensive.
I must gather myself up and get to work on the new pieces.Here are pics of The Writing Ritual.

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[sankitty.livejournal.com]

i wish i could see it in person.

did you ever happen to explain your feelings behind this peice in your journal? i'd love to know.

[avad.livejournal.com]

whew. where to start. This painting came out in a period of intensity and confusion. I had personal issues that were difficult and I was also in a very serious bout of groundlessness, my searching into physics and comparative religion bringing me to challenge my perceptions of reality. Many times I work in a completely pre-determined way- envisioning a piece in totality and then creating it diligently. But other times, I use creation as personal divination. I let go a bit in the process,I let the piece create itself, 'using' me, I ask questions and it becomes a sort of abstract dialogue with something that seems somehow wiser than myself or within myself. Through working on this piece I learned many things:the dark square in the center is a doorway,present at all times, within my confusion, in the midst of the chaos I felt all around, perpetually present and accessible through focus and meditation. The Writing Ritual refers to my process, my personal ritual of prayer which is hammering nails with positive intention. I felt the piece was reminding me of the power in that. After this I started a series of nail-text pieces called The Book of Hope. And I literally hammered my way out of my present mess and opened the doors to a wonderful transition in my life.:) sorry for the length of this, but it's true and hey you asked!;)

not a word i heard could i relate, the story was quite clear

[rokkitz.livejournal.com]

whoa. that's some powerful stuff. we're innundated with symbols, suffused and saturated with symbol-systems, written language, and advertisements. a timeless educational vehicle for verbal/symbolisms. funny that it seems so amazingly ineffective. i hold a sneaking suspicions that most people (especially the "educated") are barely literate...

but why limit oneself to text, or even visual representation?

"a picture is worth a thousand words", a great old adage. but it doesn't even scratch the surface of your work's volume. hammering down the ineffable, extension into a bazillion dimensions, where a nail is worth a thousand pictures.

them's magic nails! congrats on your transition. *sniff* for the old, *yay* for the new!

Re: not a word i heard could i relate, the story was quite clear

[avad.livejournal.com]

All necessary, methinks,for the learning, but I am certainly glad to be on this side of those past experiences, looking back..:)