#freewriting exercise

[silidsikreto]

what i love in you, dear imagination, is that you don't forgive

dalhin man sa kung anong lupain

sa isip

lumipad man kasama ng

mga eroplano sa himpapawid--

rumaragasang hangin

magpapalutang-lutang sa ere

tulad ng lobong nakawala

sa kapit

ng kamay

nung binitiwan mo ako.

Hindi ako si Superman

at lalong-lalong pwede

akong mamatay

dahil alam ko na rin naman

ang pakiramdam

ngunit ipapagaspas ko pa rin

ang mga kamay itataas

hanggang balikat

at maniniwalang

sapat na ako lang

ang iibig

tulad ng imahinasyon

(tayo)

itong pagpapatawad

(sa'tin)

ay kaya lamang

mangyari sa aking isip.

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Ukol sa pagsasanay Isa ito sa mga freewriting exercises sa klase. Ang pinagmulang ideya ko rito ay ang pagturing sa imahinasyon bilang isang superpower. Malayo ang mararating mo kahit nasa isip lamang. Kayang maabot ang mga bituin, kayang maabot ang pinapangarap na bituin. Ngunit dahil nga malayo ang mararating, sa pag-aasam ng lawak ng malilipad, hindi na mamamalayan ang lalim ng pagbagsak. Tuso ang imahinasyon, patatakamin ng posibilidad at lalasunin rin ng posibilidad. Lahat ay pwedeng mangyari. Lahat ay pwedeng mangyari.

Pero tulad ng kahit anong superpower, may kaakibat itong responsibilidad. At tulad ng lupaing liliparin, lahat ay may hangganan.

Hindi nagpapatawad, at kailanma'y hindi mapagpatawad, ang imahinasyon. Magtatanda at magtatanda ang sinumang makikipaglaro sa kaniya.

[highabovetheland]

he imagined it once, however. underneath the chestnut tree--his name. his feet meshed into untainted soil beyond the grass. he crunched on the lifeless bark there by himself in solitude, chewing away at it bit by bit and spitting it out behind him. he would reach for the bark scraps on the ground by the tree’s roots, snatch away the bark and stuff it into the sleeve of his robe. he threw himself against the tree’s trunk for slumber--he surmised his attempts to catch it this time might bear fruit.

[criticalwritingforumng]

Writing Workshop 20.11.

Freewriting exercise

I want to make a point about perfectionism, maybe the way it is both a hindrance to creativity and progress, but also the way this hindrance can be used for the artist's own purposes. Talk about ways other people do it and maybe how I can implement these things in my own work.

The stance is that Perfectionism, while being an aliment of sorts, is also something that can be harnessed and not just suffered.

This point is relevant because there are many who suffer this issue, including me, an issue that can lead to depression and a serious lack of productivity which in turn is a great loss for the artist and their art progress as well as their progress as a person.

In three parts in first section there would be examples different practices which use or suffer from perfectionism in some way (it's links to spirituality, ties to stress and depression), in second section would be examples of the art that these practices produce and perhaps compare the (not the difficulty technical or otherwise, but maybe the influence that a state of mind has on the artwork = amount of stress?), in the third part I would put different strategies for dealing with perfectionism, that I've seen from various artists online and talk about implementing these strategies and perhaps also how spiritual practices (such as meditation) might further them.

For textual evidence I will use various texts from websites on spiritual practices, blog posts from suffering artists and creatives, research into various styles that require a certain form of perfectionism (pointillism, photorealism, sculpture), for visual i would pick images of finished works of perfectionist artists or those artists who work in certain styles (pointillism, photorealism) to show differences and similarities between works.

Now I'm stuck thinking how to do this with art, if I should go the more spiritual route and proclaim certain symbols in art, maybe I should compare mediums, if that even matters, I mean it was different when I was doing this for Mucha and Van Gogh, because it was more about technical aspects at first and I could elaborate on this. Perhaps here, if I'm all about perfectionism then i could try compare the time it took to make the works, length of preparations (grids for photoralism, drawings for mandala,…) or number of mock starts, croqui and thumbnails (photorealism, pointillism), practice (how much do you have to practice calligraphy for the 'perfect movement'), also compare the states of mind if possible (Buddhism has teachings on this, but I dunno if I can find anything for photorealism or pointillism, but I know I can find about preparations (at least a bit))

I suppose I'll start the first section by explaining certain practices and showing where they embrace, clash or use perfectionism as a support tool, but then I'll continue with art pieces and their preparation times and so on, before going to artist struggles and techniques for channeling this.

[disappointingrobot]

sexy zombie

[disappointingrobot]

out of place shadow person, number one

[thespacecontractor]

A thousand flips of the coin

Youare Urza planeswalker.  And you are feeling somewhat bored.  After a moment of indecision you weigh you options.

You are within an virtually infinite library.  And while you have hundreds of machines searching and cataloging every book within, you still know very little about the overall structure.  A few open garden spaces with various flora and non-living decorations are interspersed without.  You have no worry of ever getting lost however.  You are dead and do not hunger for one issue.  You are also a planeswalker who can simply 'walk back to your central courtyard if you see fit.  Inside this courtyard are paths to four rooms.  One room contains the path to some of your favorite books, which also happens to be where you are now.  This room also has a small little shrine to your past up in one corner.

The courtyard is slightly damaged and singed, but still relatively pretty.  It leads to three other rooms.  One room contains a massive computer that does all sorts of functions.  It commands what happens in both other rooms.  These other rooms are for building, organizing, testing, and repairing robots.  You could go into them to work on some old designs, or new ones.  Perhaps re-create some old war machine from times past. 

On the other hand, you are a planeswalker.  The entire multiverse is at your fingertips.  Although not the god you once were, you do seem to be harder to kill now.  And slowly you are developing friends across the multiverse.  And somehownotenemies.  You could visit these friends, or travel to new places see what you can discover.  You could even just go to empty planets and get resources for new machines.

You could practice your shapeshifting.  A skill you have not exercised in ages you're not sure how good you are at it anymore.  You could also go after your one foe, the Phyrexians on Mirrodin.

Still there are probably other options you haven't thought of yet, that's why you are far from finished with pondering yet.

((So someone else may have come up with this idea first.  But it was a hit for him and I'mhopingit'll be a hit for me.  So just drop a word or sensible phrase as a prompt and I'll take things from there.

As an aside the wizard behind the controls is also availible for participation and may intercede when wanted, also whennotwanted.

So go ahead, I'll take anything in my ask box at this point since I'm that desperate and bored and uncreative.

Lets see what happens.  Probably nothing))

((ADDENDUM: Assume no inter-prompt continuity unless you ask for it and use some tumblr username.  It'll only be for you.  And then it's only if I can make sense of a plausible continuity))

[2seam]

Never have I felt such an odd mixture of exhaustion and happiness. But at what? I don't know. I'm pretty miserable but cheerful at the same time. I'm trying to remain to hopeful but for what? I don't know how to answer myself. "I swear to God, I'll get up and do something tomorrow." or today is it?