Doing what makes time disappear…
That’s how you know you’re doing what you really love doing. Flashback: For as long as I can remember there’s been a strong influence and motivation to pursue projects related to art and science. Question: How do you know what you are innately programmed to do in life? I’ve been told that it shows it self by around age 8 and younger, so think about that. Proposal: Arrange your life to have a gap of 8 weeks and hit it like you are doing what you want to be doing. Of course there is the reality of finances, so one will have to proactively and creatively manage that side of the equation. Doing anything productive in life requires a balanced equation. That’s the math edge for this dialogue. I was just given the working dimension s/pecs for the Celtic Festival poster which is in the preliminary stages of layout. I’m still scratching my head to see how working on my old school light table will translate into the expanded margins which are required. A puzzle to solve on a different day. Today I’m expressing the point of getting into what makes time disappear. Getting on the floor with cut and paste, turning on the light table (my eyeballs have a one hour stress limit for intense direct headlamp work, so pacing time for a homestretch deadline is everything with poster work) Painting and sketching, that makes time fall away like Dali’s clock-face. What makes me smile inside? Painting the likeness of a favorite pet. Usually dogs make me smirk the most…because they laugh. I could easily paint laughing dogs every day or two. What else do I crave? I crave science. And if I’m stuck in a coffee shop without free newsprint to thumb through, I have been known to surf the web on my smart phone for podcasts by Radiolab. Then I might read about the periodic table and visit npr.org. From there I might launch into the webpages and images for people like Maja Klevanski who created metaphorical images from scanned ribbon patterns in microscopic protein chains. Taking a step deeper down the rabbit hole…explore the images related to Jane S. Richardson who figured out a way to depict the structure of protein as a simplified 3D ribbon. And she wasn’t an artist…or was she. (insert smirk) Such is the life I would live if I had the chance to pursue that direction. For now I am a juggernaut on the tipping side of endpoints to regular work demands and weekly grind on August 5th. Until then, sketching and painting and lots of premium ground coffee at DOS Coffee Wine Bar and The Kukkaburra. Pedal or petal power is part of it too…(bicycle and flowers)
