Integrative Practices. Week 1
Here’s my drawing of sketches from the exercise we have to complete for the first week of Integrative Practices aka CTEC500. In response to the first question: In what ways did this exercise assist in seeing things you may have not have noticed before? I noticed that the larger the space I drew I tried to fit it into the same sized shape. I noticed also that, once again if I was dedicated again if I could really be bothered with doing realism, I really could, but the tedium is not necessary for the message to be conveyed in a difficult form, but it is mainly because I am lazy and dont want to spend forever thinking about detail. I want to create and get the message across.
I guess this is why I never finish writing my stories unless they’re short stories, and then again even that is difficult because the amount of detail is fluid, the potential depths of it coming into being, is not up for me to decide and that is what frustrates me but im not, wait, am I not interested in being a “good” artist? Well, in theory, no, but I admire the detail that a month worth of painting takes on a single piece. What am I doing here in this world? Am I really painting how I want to paint..? Or am I still painting? Well, no Im typing, my favourite way of sharing my quintessence. No I am painting the way I want to, just not when i’d like to. I should just paint a masterpiece. Im going to start planning it now.
I just want to have a smoke, lay here and drink my water. See that? I’m gone. Not here. I’m in another plane altogether. I’m not even reading or seeing the words, or the screen. I’m dreaming again.
I’ve been thinking about building that treehouse in the cabins, with the woodfire burning out by our stairwell, and the evening light is still bringing warmth through the glaze of the glades and the river as brilliant as a mirror, reflecting what it sees of the sun. Im wearing a swandri, red, and I have my beard and long hair in a bun, and I’m near the end of my life, and I know you’re not far from home, that’s why it is set up the way it is. I wait here for you everyday so you get home and you’re alright. I dont know who’s in that window, but it may be our daughter. She’s waiting for you too. And the pine needles that are around the fire are always so much more orange and drier than what piles in heaps from gravity and pressure pockets in the sky.
oh yeah 50 words or less, right.
Second question: How might you use or adapt this method in future for your work?
Okay. Well I dont want to waste all my 50 words, on how the last question isnt the same as this question, but it’s really all relative. Okay well, if I get to start with my 50 words or less, again, from here: I’ll definitely take more action to get a reference if I want to make the art I really envision for myself to make.
I guess I’m going to buy some more rolls of paper for a canvas.









