My most recent new development is that I have started to work with an array of New England poets, painters and visionairies. Some very artistic karma is ripening and it's occurring as naturally as the buds coming to the trees.
My job is to help carry her stories into the world. And it ties so naturally into my past. I spent a decade in Hong Kong interviewing artists of all kinds. I learned to sit with them and look at their work and ask simple questions. Then I would take all this information and sit at my desk in the newspaper or magazine office, listen to awesome albums of sound, and channel it all into words.
I would write a story about an artist.
That was kind of my job.
Then I moved to America. I moved into a tiny coastal city that is filled with artists. Yet it's not a big city arts scene, it isn't a LOOK AT ME kind of a place. It's more like: don't come near me, I'm off working in the woods. It's a complete 180 degree shift. So I have been somewhat at a loss: Where are all the artists? And how do I go about telling their stories?
This is all very wonderful, but most artists are too busy making art to be telling their own stories. And this is where my idea came in. Actually, it would be more factual to say that this is when the idea was given to me. It occurred while I was standing next to a pond at KMC New York at the end of April. It came with the wind.
Jason was telling us about his need to organize his marketing. As an artist these days, it's a bewildering world of Twitter and Facebook and where does one start? Felice was commiserating and adding in her own amazing marketing thoughts... and I stood there, as the clear light filled the air, and I thought to myself:
I want to tell your stories.
Then I came back home to Maine and maybe it was Tara's blessings, but soon my inbox started to show a stream of requests from poets and painters, even an artisan-cheese maker--would I help to tell their stories? It was uncanny. Think the idea, and before you know it, life will start collaborating with you.
So I am in the midst of crafting this new creative channel to work directly with artists. To help capture and curate their stories on screens and in ink and in blog posts. I am their blog editor, their organizer and their cheerleader. What a wonderful way to spend the day.
It's all been quite a teaching on the creative process - and how to open up to it all. Our universe is inherently creative - just spend time in Maine in May and you'll see the radical intelligence and geometric wizardry of nature. I am learning to open up to the ideas. There are out there, whirling on the wind. They are coming in at you in conversations and contemplations. They are the radiant blossoms just waiting to fertilize with your mind.
Photo credits (top to bottom): TOHK Art Guide coutesy Time Out Magazine; Redwoods, Wiki Commons; New Kadampa Tradition; Green Tara courtesy Cornelia Kopp (Wiki Commons).