Here are my thoughts and ramblings about my life as an artist. Whatever endeavor I take on, the creative process is a unique journey to discover wondrous hidden treasures bubbling my soul. Each painting, each photograph has its own challenges. The learning process and evolution is a continuous journey, but one that brings me much joy.
The explorations of creativity are fascinating and fulfilling. I hope you enjoy and find inspiration of your own.
Sunday, March 15, 2015
My mind is on fire with ideas
I crawled out of bed a little later than usual and
after grabbing a cup of coffee, I sit in the upstairs writing room doing the
daily journaling. Many times, something that was said the day before or some
idea intertwines with the journal writing. Also, there are times when the
journaling draws out those thoughts even further. My mind is so full that I
will also take side notes.
Side notes are written on scrap paper. I write on the
backs of correspondence, old writings in which I have new copies, and even used
envelopes as one side usually has clear space. Sheets of paper are ripped in
half because I prefer to write in the smaller 5x8 rather than on the full 8 ½x11
sheet. (Journal books are 6x9).
This morning I filled three scrap pieces with notes
and ideas to use later. Sometimes I get so involved in writing notes that I
lose track of where I am in the journaling. Sometimes I forget to record an
event from the day before because I am so focused on these new ideas. I can’t
write fast enough. My mind just bubbles over and what I don’t get written down
This morning my mind was again on the new book. I am
obsessed with it; the need to get it written, wanting to tell the story, and
the desire to show the story with the photographs. That’s all wrapped up with
wanting to go back to South Carolina so bad! I want to be walking those trails
this time of year when the flowers are coming into bloom and leaves on the
trees are coming out. (I’ve only been there in January.)
One of my worries in my travel writing is I feel I am
not descriptive enough. When I wrote about the 2013 trip, I often did not have
the correct words to describe what I was seeing. Even though I had the photos
to refer to, I feel I failed in that aspect. (No, it was not a failure. I am
really proud of that book. It’s one of my big accomplishments.)
The hardest thing in writing a book is the length it
could become; the longer the book, the more expensive to have printed. And, one
of my goals is to bring the reader with me. So, this time, I am determined to
be more descriptive. I want to tell the story, show what I saw with photos, but
also describe what I saw and experienced. That experience includes feelings
(emotional and atmosphere), smells, and sounds. How do I bring the two
dimensional writing into three dimensional pictures to your minds?
What this all means is that the book is put together
in piece meal. There were the original notes, the blog, and journal. There are
all the photos and deciding which of the hundreds (and I do mean hundreds,
perhaps even close to a thousand) to use. Reality dictates that I can only use
two to five in each chapter when there can be up to or over 50 good photos for
any one day. There are the history segments and facts to research and add.
Then it’ll be going back over each chapter and using
the photos to create fuller descriptions of places and situations. Each perusal
of a chapter tightens it up, makes it better, even if it does get longer.