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REFLECTIONS ON MY THIRD 100 DAY PROJECT

Wow … it’s been awhile since I posted something on my blog. My life has been full of changes … some good, some not so good. But mostly good. I’m certainly not complaining. I’m so lucky to be in this place and at this time in my life.

Over the last three months or so, I seem to have spread myself a little thin. I’ve begun several new ventures.

NEW VENTURES

  • I refinanced my condo, paid off all my credit cards, and started remodeling. I’ve finished much of the interior painting, replaced the upstairs toilet, put up curtains, and had new carpet installed on the second floor. There’s still much to do, but much has been done.
  • I bought a car. It’s a black 2015 Fiat 500, which I’ve lovingly named Catarina.

    Catarina
    Catarina
  • I started taking French lessons. Let’s just say that I LOVE the French language. And, equally as important, I’m going to Paris in December! I have a plane ticket and a hotel reservation. Exciting!
  • I’ve taken three painting classes. I took an Intuitive Painting class and Beginning Acrylics I at the Indianapolis Arts Center in Broad Ripple. More recently, I took an Introduction to Acrylics class at Addie Hirschten’s new studio, Studio Alchemy. I discovered that painting is REALLY HARD! I have developed a greater appreciation for real art and real artists.
  • I started spiritual direction and life coaching with Amy Gall Ritchie at Persimmon Studio. In addition to her wise counsel, she will also be helping me complete my novel.

REFLECTIONS ON MY THIRD 100 DAY PROJECT

Well, given the above, let’s just say I didn’t quite finish my third 100 Day Project. I stopped on day 71 with every intention of continuing, but the ball never got rolling again.

Also, much of the poetry I wrote was not first draft, but second/third/fourth/etc. draft. However, I’m happy with what I wrote. And the fact that I didn’t really complete the whole project is not particularly important to me.

But it is time to start something new.

REFLECTIONS ON MY PHOTOGRAPHY

For about three and a half years, I have been (nominally) taking a picture a day and posting them on my blog. This journey from complete novice to, if I don’t say so myself, decent hobbyist, I called the 365 Photo Journey.

I feel that setting quantitative goals for photography is no longer serving me well. I want to focus (no pun intended) more on experimentation and incorporating photography into mixed media projects combining painting, photography, and words and poetry.

That’s not to say that I won’t continue posting photographs on my blog. But I will going forward concern myself less with quantity, but more on experimentation and on incorporating photography into mixed media projects.

To this end, I recently bought two new lenses, a budget (and by budget, I mean 400 bucks) 50mm and macro lens for my full-frame Sony A7II:

and a telephoto lens, 18mm-105mm for my crop sensor Sony A6000:

For an idea on how I might incorporate photography and writing into mixed media projects, check out these two videos:

BIG PLANS FOR 2019

Firstly, I will “finish” my novel! I put “finish” in quotation marks because the plan is not to have it perfectly polished … that may require a few more additional months. But the goal is to have all the content written and wrung through at least two drafts.

Most immediately, to finish off this year, I’ll be ‘setting up shop’: experimenting with how to be productive, establishing some positive behaviors and practices, and organizing my previously written material, so that I can hit the ground running in 2019.

Secondly, I will compile a volume of poetry and experiment with ways to publish it. I have plenty of poetry that I’ve written over the last two years to accomplish this.

Also, starting in January, I will be spending my Tuesday evenings at Studio Alchemy, working on mixed media projects. My plan is to complete at least two projects a month, so stay tuned for that!

Finally, I still plan to take and post photos and write new poetry, but I’m not going set a schedule for doing so.

That’s about it, really!

2019 will see the completion of my novel and a volume of poetry. Wish me luck!

100 Day Project Three – Days 68, 69, 70, 71, 72

DAYS 68, 69, 70, 71, 72 (August 18th, 19th, 20th, 21st, 22nd 2018)

WORSHIP IN THE HOUSE OF A— (first of many drafts)

Damn her
congenital restlessness.

She searches,
doubtless in vain
(if only it were in vain)
for her other half—
the whole cleft in two
in the mythic past.

I once thought,
to my heart’s ruin
to be that long lost love.

Would I
if I could
see myself
through her prying eyes—
one of which sees too close,
and too far the other?

Or better left
her thoughts unheard
and only known
by the cold turning
of her cherished head?


The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

100 Day Project Three – Days 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67

DAYS 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67 (August 11th, 12th, 13th, 14th, 15th, 16th, 17th 2018)

WORD (first of many drafts)

In nature we find our tidings.
Find your lesson in the river’s tide.
Melting snows rush headlong for the sea,
past rock and fallen tree,
tumbling from the mountaintop.

Child of Olympus—
You were once a word that fell like rain.

There is life and death in life—
tumbling, tumbling
past ruined bridge and hillside.

There is life and death in life—
in every caught fish,
crying calf and butchered ox—
tumbling, tumbling
past carriage, town
and creaking watermill.

Tumbling, tumbling
into a buoyant, breathless stillness—
and in the fog-drenched distance,
under a wine-red sky,
is all the world in miniature.

The ocean swells like an enraged beast,
as if Amphitrite had loosed her husband’s cart.

You drink the briny deep
and sink into her slumbering, loving clutches,
having spent your patrimony on the broken crags
of this awful, delightful, bequeathed world.
How will your accounts be settled or will they be settled at all?
The market, too, will be washed away with the tide.


Novel X

Note: I’ll forsake poetry this weekend and write many prosaic words.

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

100 Day Project Three – Days 57, 58, 59, 60

DAYS 57, 58, 59, 60 (August 7th, 8th, 9th, 10th 2018)

WILDFLOWERS (thirdish draft)

A peasant boy gathers wildflowers
for a girl—now a ghost of a girl—he once saw
walking along the bourn on the outskirts
of a greening field.

He imagines her toes testing the cool, clear water—
perhaps it is too cold—
does it matter when there is so much life and love
in all this sun and song?

He plays a little game
of words called ‘Futility’—
for his eyes wordless see
and his ears wordless hear
and his lips wordless part
and all that passes between his teeth
is her aspired memory.

But still—
he likes to play—
It keeps her close.


Novel X

Daily(ish) Word Count: 177

EXCERPT

Dean Redgreene was sleeping on Button’s headscreen. He woke with a start, shuffled some papers and said, “Burt Buckner tirelessly grooms himself in the hope of impressing the lovely Charlot Bell. This and more at eleven.”

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

100 Day Project Three – Days 55, 56

DAYS 55, 56 (August 5th, 6th 2018)

NATURE (unfinished)

People don’t remember
the way it used to be.
The yardstick of nature
is only a foot now.

TO WALK (unfinished)

Walk in want of nothing
in the wolf-light; the way
you once wandered; weaving
each moment into the next—
a tapestry of your one
god-given self.


Novel X

Daily Word Count: 126

EXCERPT

“He had talked to Charlot, as well. She was surprised to learn that Chancellor Pye was a gracious, benevolent man.”

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

100 Day Project Three – Day 54

DAY 54 (August 4th, 2018)

A COMPANY OF ANGELS (unfinished)

Provisionless—
armed only with my heart’s calling,
faltering in a narrow corridor
between the beginning and yet another troubled birth—
the doors burst open.


Novel X

Daily Word Count: 121

EXCERPT

“Burt saw a change in Charlot. She seemed quite a bit more friendly, and, dare he thought, respectful.”

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

100 Day Project Three – Days 52, 53

DAYS 52, 53 (August 2nd, 3rd 2018)

I SAW YOU IN A PAINTING (unfinished)

I saw you in a painting—
under a bone black sky.
Behind lemon yellow windows,
souls, like tallow candles, consume themselves—
in mirth and fear,
in shame and longing,
in tendernesses.

Would I but expose my wounds to them—
frailties of which I’m too ashamed
to share. Why add to their crushing burden?
Better to swim above the serried, terracotta rooftops—
a minim lost in ocean lights.


Novel X

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

100 Day Project Three – Days 48, 49, 50, 51

DAYS 48, 49, 50, 51 (July 29th, 30th, 31st, August 1st, 2018)

HALF-THOUGHTS (unfinished)

They march
like grim-faced soldiers from the front
ragged, exhausted, hopeless,
colorless, like an old movie—
a dreary, funereal procession of half-hearted thoughts—
half-dead,
that bud
then wither
but never bloom.
They seem so shameful—
offensive and artless.

This is what it’s like
to be half-asleep
under a moth-eaten quilt
hidden in the gloom
in a dark damp room.

Freight cars clatter
on the darkest hour.
The train head bellows—
the echo measures miles,
tens of miles,
hundreds, perhaps.

I wake, stark-faced
and remember,
and all my fractured thoughts,
are burned up
in a terrible sunburst
of prescient vision.


Novel X

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!

100 Day Project Three – Days 46, 47

DAYS 46, 47 (July 27th, 28th, 2018)

SERPENT SUN (unfinished)

The serpent sun of bronze, warlike man
breathes fire in his fingers,
fire on his wings,
fire in his eyes,
to scorch the far-flung land.

It rises
over all his savage nations
and falls
on his vainglorious dust—
a bellyful for sleeping vultures
in the corpse-strewn desert
of his vile, forgotten deeds.


Novel X

Disclaimer: I’ve fallen quite behind! In order to catch up, I’m putting Novel X on hold and concentrating on poetry!

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project

The 100 Day Project is a creativity excavation. It’s about unearthing dormant or unrealized creativity by committing to a daily practice everyday for 100 days.
Creativity is a skill. The more we practice, the more skilled we become. Practice takes time. Practice takes commitment. Practice is a radical act in this speeded up world. Through practice, we develop a creative habit. Through habit, we reconnect with and know ourselves again as a creative being.

I started this, my third, 100 Day Project on June 12th, 2018. My project is to write at least one first-draft stanza inspired by a poem, a quote, an idea, a painting—anything, really (or nothing at all) and to write at least one hundred shitty first-draft words of my novel. I’ll post the results here.

Enjoy!