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Fork in the Road?

Posted in dreams, Mind Power, writing with tags , on March 3, 2012 by darcyarts

My last fresh post here at DarcyArts was Nov. 3, 2011. The topic was death. I had been so pleased, after decades of reading up on life after death and NDEs, to hear that Steve Jobs last words were “Oh, wow! Oh, wow! Oh, wow!”

I could well imagine the awesome passage he was entering at that moment. Throughout history men and women have experienced spiritual journeys that have enabled them at times to see glimpses of the other world. We have a hunger for those altered states. There are many paths.

This blog is a record of my journey through discovering my own creative abilities. I have occasionally flashed back on elements of my life. I have shared lasting and momentary fascinations. My lapse in posting here has not been due to a lack of interest but rather a very real reduction in my energy level.

Over the course of the last three years, I have been running my Etsy shop, making things, and writing here, I noticed a slow decline. What I attributed to asthma and arthritis, or just getting old has turned out to be the dreaded big  “C.” It took nearly a year to get to get a diagnosis but, finally, last November the word was in.

I’ve had plenty of time to adjust to having my mind far outpace my body. I can think of so many things to do but I can’t physically do them. Very aggravating for an Aries with Gemini rising.

After much reflection I decided that I did not want DarcyArts to become a cancer blog. One can write about cancer when one regains strength. We can recall our misery, the heavy weight of going through chemo, but dude, if I regain some good amount of strength after chemo (last round in two weeks) I want to write about life. I suspect I’ve been living with cancer for years. With or without cancer, I know that I need to bask in the holy carnality of ever single second I have left to breathe and marvel at this journey of ours.

Once again, I hear Allen Ginsberg chanting.

I want to go to the ocean. I want to go the rest of my way here on earth with grace and love and patience. When I slip over I want to be able exclaim ” oh, wow!”

Pre-dawn Light

Posted in dreams, Mind Power, photos with tags , , on October 15, 2011 by darcyarts

Light, Love, Kind

Posted in esoterica, Mind Power, photos with tags , , on October 6, 2011 by darcyarts

Pretty lights, baby. In the mornings, especially in the cool months, I like to light the candles in my fireplace. I think of myself being

“A spark from the one divine fire”

I think of all those I know as being a spark here in this world.

Lighting the candles is all about gratitude and faith that we can all know our best selves, do good work and feel love.

Girls with Up-Dos

Posted in constructions, design, dolls, dreams, handmade, Mind Power, projects with tags , , , , on September 9, 2011 by darcyarts

Two girls are completely finished now. With all the distractions that have presented themselves over the last few months it took a very long time.

This series of dolls was created as a pleasurable indulgence. They are about play. They were also a project that could allow for some freedom. They do not have to evoke a certain likeness just an approximate one. It is more important that they are evocative but equally important is that I create something a little different.

It was important to work from the simplest cloth doll form. Nothing too fancy or heavily wrought, tweaked over, engineered. I deeply appreciate the cloth doll made from scrap, from available materials, created from nothing much to please a child of times gone by. That history, simplicity, authenticity moves me.

The embroidered faces of my first series of dolls wore out my patience. I create in a ball of fury and, being an Aries, that fury is strong but short-lived. Sitting for a long spell at the same task is very trying for me. ADD? Probably.

There is nothing like that initial flash of an idea and the desire to make it real. It’s delicate. It’s like mist. It rises and disintegrates so quickly.

Gotta get it while it’s hot.

This series of women in their lingerie, inspired by Egon Schiele’s sketches, was meant to be free of marketplace concerns.

Would anybody want them? Are they sellable?

These dolls are about exploring my ability to covey a particular aesthetic. They are about learning to control the language spoken by the materials.

I began using permanent markers, Prismacolor pencils, lips cut from cloth thereby reducing the amount of embroidery on the face.  I like the look of it and allows me to see results more quickly, to add color quickly.

I was not always happy with the way the embroidered lips turned out. Especially on my Mick Jaggers. I kept thinking that the lip thread could catch on something and be pulled out-of-place. Mick’s lips would be in disrepair. Egad.

The bigger the lips the more stitches and layers of thread were required. Hours and hours of stitching. It was growing impractical for production.

Experimental creations keep me hopping. I love the process of discovering of being in the moment not knowing how something will turn out.

It’s exciting.

Hair-dos have always been my favorite part of doing the dolls (after doing the face).

I love cutting shaggy dos but in this series I wanted a form that stood for the up do. I wanted to have a built mass/shape and I’ve added only a few tendrils. It isn’t too heavy.

Some dos on dolls in the first series were top-heavy. Poor Stevie had to have a leg-strengthening operation just to hold his head up.

O course, the beads didn’t help.

The second series of Lingerie Dolls will lead me back to the creation of dolls of women artists. I have the pictures and a list — Georgia O’Keeffe! Yayoi Kusama! Natalia Fabia! Alice Neel! Shall I go on?

Because time is what it is, because my desire fires and cools, because I see the creative process as beautiful ponies on a slowly turning carousel, I wait until a pretty one comes back around and then I jump on.

I dream of getting to get to them all eventually.

The Robyn Hitchcock doll is still up there — large, capable, exciting, shaking his silvery locks, twitching a little under the influence of his next musical move. ♥♥♥.

Major Props for B

Posted in family, Mind Power, socialization, travel with tags , , , , on June 9, 2011 by darcyarts

Major props are due to my son Brian Michael Pratt as he  makes a serious, life-changing transition. This last weekend I traveled to Santa Rosa to see Brian graduate from law school. He and his longtime pal, Barack Arnold, have , in the last year devoured combined 3rd and 4th year law curriculum. Bravo, boys.

I would give credit to the photographer of these pix but there was such a mad orgy of photo taking with so many cameras that I do not know which is which. That is not completely true all my photos completely sucked. Blur for days in the low light, no tripod and no time to capture an image.

Camera troubles were meaningless. There was a beautiful energy to the whole event. Everybody was ecstatic, proud, amazed by the mighty feats accomplished.

Despite the uber serious tone befitting such passages Brian managed to inject humor. Yea, him.

He chose just the right moments for little bouts of visual comedy. Moon in Leo people love and need an audience. Brian is a tower of good cheer.

It was kind of mind-blowing being in the midst of B’s world at such a moment. I was so very proud and as always humbled and moved by this life I’m living. Great gratitude fills my heart.

 

Tax Time Flash Time

Posted in constructions, dolls, handmade, Mind Power with tags , , on April 12, 2011 by darcyarts

Looking over DarcyArts sales over the last year was a real reminder of the amount of work I single-handedly managed. A bit of self-congratulation is definitely in order.

Bravo, Constance! you kicked ass. 110 items. It seemed to me that I did little else and now I can see why.

Here is what I created over the last six weeks.

Boy, that seems like a long time but it really does take me two weeks to do one doll. So I’ll have to admit to myself  that I was a tad ahead the whole time I was feeling miserably behind.

Curses, self-doubt. You must be pushed away from from my breast. Get thee gone!

I love every minute of this struggle to get clear.

Short and Sweet, OMG, No

Posted in etsy, film, Mind Power, music, travel with tags , , , , on November 3, 2010 by darcyarts

Still so busy sewing my donuts. I’m totally on schedule and am feeling no pain, no strain. My hands love fiddling and fussing with the Big Donuts.

I am trying to reset my mind, stay calm about the changes that happened election day. Dumb Ass tried to made a big splash but I think the deep DAs were dumped in the ditch and their obstinate bros and sisses wielded the club. Dear lord, I’ll have to avoid MSNBC specifically to avoid the sight and sound of old school alchy, Boehner, jabbering and whimpering and now, posturing over the Republican majority in the House.

Stop feeling sorry for your tired, born-in-a-bar, country club loving ass, all you old-school white men. Do something constructive.

I am ecstatic that Meg Whitman wasted her 163 million.

Don’t get me started on Rand Paul.

The one thing that calms my fevered imagination is the knowledge that just because they say they are going to do messed up things they will be held at bay by our marvelously obstructive system. I will say no more.

As I fly through the next few weeks I will also be buoyed by the sweet treat that awaits me at the other end. In the third week of December will be going to the De Young museum to catch the work from Musee D’ Orsay (I don’t know how to operate the accent marks). Dude. How fine a thing is that?

Rather than watch the red tide engulf the House last night I watched a documentary on Harry Nilsson — Who is Harry Nilsson and Why is Everybody Talking About Him?


What a beautiful voice. What lovely melodies. What fucking crazy days. Everyone was high as a kite, loose as a goose.

The roads through this life are long and winding (Paul said so).  All of our native, navigational skills are required to ride them to their proper end. Many crashed their vehicles prematurely. With his tender heart and his Moon in Pisces, Harry was one of those. His songs are still with us.

Go to Netflix now.