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28.10.12

October 28, 2012June 1, 2016 | miriam louisa simons

 

daily details 28.10.12 - miriam louisa simons

 

recycled cardboard boxes, acrylic paint, Japanese washi, found object, sealing wax, linen thread


Forget your perfect offering
there is a crack in everything
that’s how the light gets in.

– Leonard Cohen


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26.10.12

October 26, 2012June 1, 2016 | miriam louisa simons

 

daily details 26.10.12 - miriam louisa simons

 

wooden slab, sawdust, iron staple, wood, nails, text fragments, cement, pva glue, acrylic paints


The mysterious wonder of life is that you just never know where anything is going. . .

– Alice Walker


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23.10.12

October 23, 2012June 1, 2016 | miriam louisa simons

 

daily details 23.10.12 - miriam louisa simons

 

acrylic on textured board, oyster-bed netting, slate roof-tile


The faculty of creating is never given to us all by itself.
It always goes hand in hand with the gift of observation.
And the true creator may be recognized by his ability to find about him,
in the commonest and humblest thing, items worthy of note.

– Igor Stravinsky


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16.10.12

October 16, 2012June 1, 2016 | miriam louisa simons

 

daily details 16.10.12 - miriam louisa simons

 

stained and distressed canvas, acrylic paints, market basket fragment, sea shells, linen thread


Art’s a staple. Like bread or wine or a warm coat in winter.
Those who think it is a luxury have only a fragment of a mind.
Man’s spirit grows hungry for art in the same way his stomach growls for food.

– Irving Stone


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10.10.12

October 10, 2012June 1, 2016 | miriam louisa simons

 

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acrylic on board, silver leaf, oyster-bed netting, gauze, twine, oyster shell


First thought is best in art.

– William Blake


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My work, as I see it, is to cultivate the garden of creativity by being so wholly present that I am absent, disappearing entirely into the movement of making, and marvelling at what gets made. Later – often much later – meaning might arrive. Or not.

A mind that’s wondering and a heart full of wonder drive my creative life, ensuring I never get trapped in the clutches of any personal style or narrative. For me, the adventure of creativity – of making – overshadows the need to produce a certain kind of art product.

I don’t have things to say; I am simply and unapologetically “on the make.”

portfolios

BREATHSCRIBE SERIES

NOMAD COLLECTION

MISFITS & MEMORIES

DAILY DETAILS

writing

CURIOSITY AND WONDERMENT

SALMON-MIND AND STREAM-ING

VIA CREATIVA

THE ENIGMA OF CREATIVITY

ART AND AWAKENING

WIDER WONDERMENT; DEEPENING DEVOTION

e-books

EMPTY CANVAS : WONDERING MIND

a series of free e-books for creatives
of all ages and levels of experience

new at the blog

  • to hell with solemnity and proper art
  • every maker knows the feel of love
  • incartamento
  • slow down, feed soul
  • a hunger for eternity

popular posts and pages

  • song for Shindo-sensei
  • when I met my muse
  • empty canvas : wondering mind | book one
  • Dogen on painted cakes and hunger
  • forest sutra

The Absolute works with nothing.
The workshop, the materials
are what does not exist.
Try and be a sheet of paper with nothing on it.
Be a spot of ground where nothing is growing,
where something might be planted,
a seed, possibly, from the Absolute.
- Rumi

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the awakened eye


ART AND THE INTIMATE UNKNOWABLE

another of my online projects - do stop by

INSPIRATIONS | ASPIRATIONS

FREDERICK FRANCK'S TO-DO LIST

RESOURCES | LINKS

QUOTES ABOUT CREATIVITY

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