We are taking advantage of another long weekend and traveling west to Wildwood, then stopping over in Drayton Valley. Then an early start to take in the sights via the Brazeau Dam, Lodgepole, Yoho National Park, Kicking Horse Pass, Abraham Lake, Crescent Falls and onto Golden in British Columbia.
We were not so lucky this trip with wildlife – only spotted a herd of elk, a couple of deer, and several wild turkeys as well as a few osprey nests with chicks and one bald eagle – but the scenery is absolutely speculator. Alpine like valleys bordered with massive mountains and pine covered foothills.Stops at some wonderful places like Crescent Falls as I love water!
Sunday’s trip was to Radium Hot Springs and through to Invermere, a lake side town with a large arts and culture presence.
As I am scheduling this on Sunday night, I have no idea which route our trip home will take but as always there will be plenty of stops for photographs and to drink in the beauty around us. Possibly toward Banff but who knows as long as we are on the road enjoying the splendor, who cares?
Catharsis – definition: a feeling of release, purification, or purgation of the emotions (often through art)
I would love to hear from you all regarding your thoughts on how your ‘art’ effects your emotions or visa versa.
In my own experience, I have always been creative and have embraced numerous art forms in my life. Drawing and painting were my initial loves, which gradually progressed into sculpture and then a combination of the two. I dappled in knitting, crochet, sewing, oil paints, charcoal and pencil drawings (some which were entered by my art teacher for an exam I have not thought possible), pottery and a few more ‘art and craft’ hobbies.
Writing, apart from a few stories for my children, was not something I considered at all. The reason? I have no idea to be truthful. I happened across a writing group once I emigrated to Canada and thought I could try it out among other offered groups and crafts.
As the saying goes I went from strength to strength after a couple of meetings and became ‘hooked’.
As a free flow writer my subconscious is the main source for the component of my stories. I have found that when I write I feel calm and happy. A day or so without writing finds me irritable and unhappy. That is the extent of my obsession and love of the craft.
This graph is fascinating and I will be studying it in detail later. There is a reason we have ‘body’ issues beyond the obvious after all.
I wish you joy in your writing as we head towards 2014 and another year of words, projects, manuscripts and fellowship.
Gregarious – definition: seeking and enjoying the company of others ; sociable
My weekend was spent in the company of a few members of my writing group at Culture Days in Sherwood Park. This event is in conjunction with Alberta Culture Days- http://culture.alberta.ca/culturedays/. All types of artisan’s attend to show visitors their craft and sell their unique wares. Everyone has to have a gregarious nature to make these events successful.
Sadly, arts and culture seems to be low on the list when it comes to the general public. We are constantly trying to find new ways to entice visitors to these events. Do we blame technology for the lack of interest in crafts and hobbies that require hands on participation?
Have you attended similar events? What was your experience like? Do you have any tips on how to garner public interest?
We have found if there is free food at any event it is successful…do we make batches of cookies to hand out every time? Is that really practical?
The other table I was present at (yes, I multitask!) was Dream Write Publishing, where I handed out coloring sheets for my Rumble competition. I received a few enthusiastic entries there and then. Rumble sat at the end of the table for friendly cuddles.
With a vast display of books ranging from children’s books to poetry, there was something for everyone. If you could not visit feel free to visit the web site and order from there.
While manning our tables at Arts in the Plaza yesterday, I was pondering what to write about for this post when two widely differing situations occured.
The first was our display table nearly collapsing with a strong gust of wind. As the frame is a sturdy metal one, my friends and I were shocked that it could be damaged so easily. As the table in question was piled with books, we all leapt up to save the inevitable disaster. Under closer inspection we found that the bolt supporting the bracket was not as it appeared. There was actually no bolt just a nut on the bracket, which was glued to the table leg. What on earth? There is no way this method of construction is going to last. Do all engineered products have a ‘fail’ mechanism built into them? As you can imagine we were relieved that the novels from Dream Write Publishing were not damaged and that my fellow members of The Writers Foundation of Strathcona County were quick on their feet.
The second situation to come to my notice was a much more serious one. An out of control fire is spreading across land near Palm Springs. My immediate thought was for friends I have that live in the town. A quick email gave me reassurances that they were fine for the moment but that ash was falling over their home. I sincerely hope the fire can be controlled and that there is no lost of life.
Kiln – definition: a furnace or oven for burning, baking, or drying, especially for calcining lime or firing pottery.
Today’s word reminded me of a quaint pub I used to frequent while living in England. It was called the Pot Kiln and actually had a large kiln inside the main building. As this was some years ago I’m sure the owners have changed several times and the interior redecorated. As you can see from the photographs it is nestled within lush woodland with open fields to the front. Perfect as the resting place after a summer’s walk or in my case motorcycle ride.
In our writing, places we have lived or visited can play a large part. Describing an English pub to someone, who has never been to one is not only a great ‘descriptive’ exercise but also enables us to see something, we may find common place, with new eyes. Details come alive when we use our personal experiences. For example I can describe a woodland with a carpet of bluebells as a lilac blue heaven of bobbing heads on pale stems. The dappled light caressing the blooms. However, the difficult part comes when trying to put into words the scent of the flowered woodland. It is a delicate fragrance, but the sheer numbers of blooms makes it quite heady. This scent is mixed with the earthy undertones of the mossy earth and when you pick bluebells (no longer allowed!) the long thin stem has a slight slippery texture and an almost non-existent root. Remember that the richer the detail the more absorbed our reader will become. If we can ‘transport’ them to other lands or bring new perspectives to known ones, we have done our job.