Monday, January 21, 2013

Creative Process...

CREATIVE 
1: marked by the ability or power to create : given to creating <the creative impulse> 
2: having the quality of something created rather than imitated : imaginative <the creative arts>

PROCESS 
1a : progress, advance <in the process of time> 
b : something going on : proceeding
2a (1) : a natural phenomenon marked by gradual changes that lead toward a particular result <the process of growth> (2) : a continuing natural or biological activity or function <such life processes as breathing>
b : a series of actions or operations conducing to an end; especially : a continuous operation or treatment especially in manufacture 

 

  It is an interesting thing, the creative process...


I am discovering as I work through mine ever more in depth, that my personal process is a bit scattered and fleeting and wild.  It could almost be likened to trying to capture butterflies in a field of flowers... or the ever changing pattern of sunlight through the branches and leaves of a tree, as a gentle breeze blows overhead. 

The number of things that inspire me are astronomical. There is truly beauty in every moment, even when it isn't pretty. It's a strange way to approach the world, but it makes everything so much more magical. There are times when things can be devastating, but when glimpsed in a certain way they can be beautiful. Life itself, in all it's mystery and difficulty and absurdity, is still a beautiful thing. 

 
This is an image from Oradour-sur-Glane (taken by my friend and a fabulous photographer, Alice Rolland). It was a village or commune in France which was devastated in WWII, when 642 people, including women and children, were killed and the village burned to the ground. This place is absolutely heart-breaking and devastating and scarred. There is an undeniable beauty to the endurance of things and nature, though - evidenced by the shells of the buildings and the belongings left in this place as a memorial, and the slow encroachment of nature. There is green and life creeping up, and growing over things. The village itself was rebuilt right next to the old one. Life continues and remembers the past while maintaining resilience.

This resilience is actually one of the subjects of discussion in acting classes lately. One of the main differences between tragedy and comedy, is the resilience of the characters. When people keep fighting and keep going after objectives in a story, even in the face of dire odds and tragic circumstance, there is real humor to be found there. We as humans find comedy in the things that we can relate to. When you take things to an extreme it can get even funnier. A fine example being the sort of humor found in Death At a Funeral (the original version - I've yet to see the remake). There is a grand example of lots of relatable circumstances and characters in an extreme situation. It was hilarious and absurd. The characters were also absolutely resilient and kept going despite it all. That is comedy. 

I know my post right now is a bit rambling, but like I said, so is my creative process. This is just thoughts, coming from heart and feelings, spinning round in my head, and pouring forth from my mouth and fingers to try and make sense of it all. 

In all of our creative endeavors may we find beauty in strange places, resilience in the face of struggle, and the will to come at life with Open Eyes and an Open Heart. 

Blessings, Love, and Joy.

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